Momentous Mother's Day

You'd think the genuine joy of Mother's Day would surround a lovely brunch, or a stroll around the block in the city, or gardening in the sunshine, or dinner and conversation with the family.  And indeed all of those things were marvelous.  But what drew the three of us - mother, father and boy- to a fit of uncontrollable laughter and, dare I say, jubilation, was coming home from dinner at his grandparents', tired and wired, way past his bedtime, sitting on a training potty, smiling and giggling with pride while he peed.  It was the first-time "pee potty," and it brought down the house.  The first time logged in at about 8:20 p.m.  The tenth time came around 8:28 p.m.  The kid couldn't get enough of it.  And neither could we.  

--JAC