My Potty Monster

I cannot be happy. It is physically impossible for me to be thankful. C. is FINALLY using the potty. You would think that I would be jumping up and down. I was. UNTIL, C. figured out that he is capable of squeezing out droplets of pee on command so he can get a Hot Wheels car. He has obtained 20 cars in the past four days. He has really earned about 10. At one point as I went to get a car, he sat back down on the potty said he peed again and wanted another car. What have I started? I always thought that maybe he wasn't our brightest child. A good friend of mine simply stated while watching him pour rocks over his own head, "I hope he's good looking." I really thought about putting his college money to better use. Now I think I should start saving for a lawyer and rehab.