I think he was more excited about the potty than he was about any of his Christmas presents. Some of that might be the development that's happened in the last six months, but seriously, The Boy was super excited about the potty.
"I pee. I pee. Try potty."
So we stripped him down and let him run around nakie. He climbed on the potty and off the potty, on and off, on and off. He never managed to go, despite his chants of "I potty. I potty. I potty," however, I was pleased with his enthusiasm.
But then we got The Boy dressed and put the potty away. The Boy found it, lifted the lid and started pushing it around the room.
"I mo-wing," he said. "Mo-wing."
I think it's a good thing I don't have my hopes up for getting The Boy potty trained before Baby2 arrives.