I played a message on the air last week that my 2 year old son Carter left me. "I pooped on the potty Dadda!!" He's growing up so fast! Pretty soon I'm going to have to show him how to chose his magazines for his visits to the can.

Last night I got a call that Carter had slipped in the bathtub and chipped his tooth. I tried to explain to him about the Tooth Fairy and how he could leave it under his pillow and get some money. This seemed to baffle him.

He's had a big week. I really hope he doesn't confuse pooping on the potty and leaving a tooth under the pillow, cause we could have a huge mess on our hands.