Potty Time.

Yeah, so. Maybe not a big deal to all of you out there, but this is a HUGE deal for our little family.

Rory pooped on the potty. (Honestly, I did try to find a way to word that in a way that wasn't so...graphic. But I couldn't. So there it is.)

I'm so excited I could cry! Our Big Girl is now doing grown-up things like helping Daddy do the dishes, and helping Mommy feed Tate. She also proudly sports a nice pair of Curious George underwear. Rock on.