While trying to let him figure it out no his own but also helping when I needed to, we ended up with this. We both thought it was funny.
Now, on a completely unrelated note, a dream. Last night in my dream I was standing in one of our bathrooms talking to someone, (my sister?) when along comes Morgan. He walks up to the toilet, pulls down his pants, and goes potty, standing up.
This morning, (after I had awoken) I went to get Morgan out of his crib. Usually his diaper is pretty thoroughly soaked in the morning, but today it was completely dry. So, why not have him try sitting on his potty chair? He's usually happy to do so. So I set him down, and he goes through the motions of grunting and pushing, (which has never resulted in anything, he just does because I told him to one time) but soon he relaxes and voila! Pee! He points down into the little bowl, "water" he says. Mom is cheering and clapping and good boying and Morgan gets to flush the toilet after Mom empties the contents of his potty into it. And all is well with the world. (Except for wars, immorality, bail-outs and socialism taking over our "free" country.)
Now I think Morgan finally understands what I want from him when I have him sit on his potty. Not that I think he'll be out of diapers in the next couple weeks or anything, but we are on our way to starting to think about maybe potty training in the future sometime when the time is right. :)