Potty training

When Andrew was born, it seemed like our parents kept telling us about how fast they grow up...to not rush things...to treasure every moment. I can't begin to tell you how true this is. It seems like just yesterday our little baby was born. Each day that goes by he seems to get more and more independent.
We are in the midst of potty training right now...and while it's exciting, I'm also a little sad. Now imagine, I about cried when I removed his changing pad from his room a few months ago (because he's so big) and transformed his changing table into a dresser! So, our big boy is growing up. He's actually been accident free since Thursday.
Throughout this potty training, I have learned a major lesson with little boys. Put them on the potty and STAND BACK! I had to learn this the hard way. Last night I put Andrew on the potty and stood there waiting to see if he needed my help (and to ensure he was actually "going"). Andrew leaned back on the potty and overshot the toilet and hit my foot with a stream or urine! I was so disgusted. I grunted and said, "ANDREW, you pottied on mama!" He started cackling and said, "I got you!" Then continued to laugh.
I had to leave the room because I was cracking up.
This child is a mess!