I woke up around 2am and got Barbara to help me go to the potty.  When Mommy took off my diaper this morning, it was dry.  This is not the case every morning, but it shows I am well on my way to being potty trained.
I share my morning time either sitting on the kitchen counter helping Barbara fix breakfasts and lunches or sitting on Mommy's bathroom counter talking to her while she gets ready for work.
 

My tent is generally not in my big toy room, but we moved it in here for the day  In this picture I am watching Caillou through my window.

I played for over an hour by myself with no input from Barbara.

Pretending to be camping with my pallet, pillow, blankie, Monk Monk and my flashlight.
You may be wondering why I have on a long-sleeved shirt.... I don't know why, I just know that for three days I have insisted on wearing a long-sleeved shrit, except when I am leaving home, then I will change to short sleeves.
When I take a bath now-a-days, I want lots of things in the tub with me: train washcloth, hair rinsing bucket and lots of toys.  I get all that stuff in the tub, while Barbara gets clothes and a towel, bubble bath and my soap.  It is a big production.   Today I was interested in looking at my wrinkled feet.
I love playing Olympics.  I want to jump and run, and pretend I am racing.  Sometimes I get a little wild and Mommy and Barbara both try to get me to play something less likely to end up with me being hurt.