Me (trying to avoid the huge whine fest of the day before): Muffin Man, if you are all dressed by the time I get out of the shower, we'll have time to watch t.v. together. Otherwise, no t.v.!5 minutes later...I'm washing my dainty bits...
MM: Is it a race?
MM: Mommy! I'm all dressed!
Mr. Spock: He did it all by himself.
People, I'm here to tell you that he got all his clothes on correctly. And he even put on his own socks. He wore sandals with them, but we'll deal with fashion faux pas later.
So we did it again this morning (I told him he didn't have to wear socks). And again, he dressed himself correctly. Including remembering that today is Splash Day at school and he should wear his bathing trunks.
AND....He made his own cinnemon toast for breakfast this morning with only a little bit of help from me (removing the hot bread from the toaster, cutting the finished product into triangles).
My little boy. He's growing up.