Every time the Toddler reaches a new milestone, I beam with pride.

The first time she used a spoon to eat pudding all by herself, I felt like I should throw a party. After all, no other kid has ever before figured out how to use cutlery for anything other than evil.

There was the time when she plainly said, "Bye-bye" at the pediatrician's office when she was nine-months old, causing the nurse and doctor to freeze in their tracks in amazement that she was already talking. (We will be ignoring the part where I told them they were smoking crack if they thought she was talking. It took me a few weeks, but eventually I figured out they were right.)

I looked on in amazement the first time she took a few steps without any help.

The first time she saw the Steelers on TV and said, "Go, Steelers!" I nearly burst with pride. The Pittsburgh Sports Fan stage is a critical one, after all.

Each and every time she proves that she knows a new sign, I glow. The knowledge that she currently knows well over 150 words in American Sign Language blows me away.

But, I don't think I've ever been as proud of a new stage of development as I am of today's. My genius child? Has realized that the words "poop" and "pee" are funny.

Oh, yes.

She yells one or the other or both, then cackles with glee.

I know, you're jealous.