So I was giving Short Stuff his bath, and when he'd finally shriveled into a prune-like state, I lifted him out and wrapped him in a towel. Bathtime is his Best Thing and it puts him in a faaaaaaabulous mood, tonight being no exception. Beaming, he threw his little arms around my neck for a big hug.
Before I had a chance to get all mushy from the concentrated dose of cuteness, though, he pivoted and threw his arms around the TOILET and gave IT an even bigger hug, laying his cheek against it and crooning ''awwwwwww''
I figure either toilet training's gonna be a snap, or he's practicing for college frat parties.