Every morning, I strip Charlie down and sit him on the potty. I keep thinking that one day, he will, er, produce something while we're there and then we can get all excited and goofy and proceed from there.
His favorite thing to do on the potty? sit with his legs spread really wide and use his hand to run the tip of his penis along the edge of the toilet seat and make Vrrrooom Vrrrrooom noises.
It isn't a race car, Charlie.