At three years old my son still depends on me for a lot of things--fixing his bike, tying his shoes, wiping his boogers off his face, accompanying him to the bathroom.  Wait, scratch that last one.

His usual morning routine consists of a morning piss and a morning dump, often at separate times.  He just lets me know when he has to "go" then he waits for me to get up and take him to the bathroom.  I guess today something clicked and he realized he can do this on his own.  Here's what went down today after he woke up and was ready to "go".

Squirt:  "Dad, I have to go pee-pee!"

Me:  "Okay, let's go."

Squirt:  "NO, don't follow me."

He stops me dead in my tracks by straight arming me with both arms.

Me:  "But I need to help you."

Squirt:  "NOOO, don't follow me."

He straight arms me again.

Me:  "But."

Squirt:  (almost angry now) "DON'T FOLLOW ME."

Me:  "Well, let me open the door for you."

Squirt:  "Don't follow me dad."

He points a stern finger at me and holds his stare to see if I will challenge him again.

Me:  "Fine, go then."

He turns, runs down the hallway, opens my bedroom door and closes it behind him.  I hear the door to our master bath open and then immediately close again.  I give him a minute or two then I see him emerge from my bedroom and close the door behind him.  He comes running back down the hallway with a smile on his face and goes straight for his bicycle.

Me:  "Did you wash your hands?"

Squirt:  "Yes dad."

I love mornings with my son. :)

This is my old skateboard, it's over a decade old.  The last few years it's been tossed around in our storage but it looks like it's found a new life with Squirt.  That skateboard defined me for a number of years and it's a sport I am still interested in to this day.  Can't wait to see Squirt practicing his ollie and pass on some pointers to him, I think I can still pull off a few tricks.  Many memories in that board, glad I kept it all these years.  (I know the photo sucks)

The other day my wife asked Squirt to show me what he showed her (see photo). My jaw dropped to the floor when he explained what it was, "Coco (local innuendo for vagina)!" Thank goodness this is not something he has been repeating, I guess he learned that it's not something good to do. Despite our repeated questions he refuses to tell us where he learned that from. His answers so far, "From the star" and "From the tree."