One of my earliest memories...
...in life was way back in the 50's when i had just recently been potty trained and was able to use a stool to get up on the commode. I was so proud of myself that I wanted everyone to know just how accomplished I was

One day one of my mom's more attractive friends had come over and I figured it was more than a coincidence that I needed to take a dump so I ran to the bathroom left the door wide open and hollered to get the pretty ladies attention. In my rush I lost my balance and fell of the stool bare but into the open commode, just in time for her to see the whole ordeal...for some reason i never felt the need to try to impress anyone in that same way ever again :O)
Mike
PS: Enjoy the innocense of his youth, they grow up oh so fast
