Pants

I don't think Finlay has quite grasped the concept of pants yet. I was greeted by this sight as I entered his bedroom this morning to get him dressed. He'd already picked out his pants but decided they made a better hat.

You could also tell today that some of the novelty of the potty had worn off as it was a wee bit harder convincing him to sit on it even when he thought he didn't need to go. So there were a few accidents today but nothing major. He's looking forward to showing everyone his pants at nursery on Monday. I don't really know if that's a good thing or not.