A Heartwarming Moment of Staggering Cuteness

I hoisted m' boy Ian up onto the changing table--and for those of you who know Ian, you know what I mean when I say "hoist." The kid weighs about 45 pounds--of solid toddler musculartude. He's three.

I said, "When are you going to be a big boy and go to the potty all by yourself?"

He smiled and said, "I don't know. Go ask your dad!"