Potty training...sort of

On Saturday night B decided he wanted to take off his diaper...so P asked him if he had to go potty. He took off running to the bathroom door so I went and sat him on the toilet...nothing. Sunday night...he does the same thing...taking diaper off so I walk him to the bathroom and again I sit him on the toilet. This time I ask if he needs to poop. He just smiles at me...so I figured he did...he started pushing and the next thing I knew I felt something wet on my foot...he had peed out side of the bowl...onto my foot. I was so excited didn't even care that I had pee on my foot. Ha! Yes, I'm offically a mom when pee on my foot doesn't bother me (well my sons anyway). He was so proud of himself. I can't believe how big he is getting. What's next????