This Weekend - An Unwelcome First

I have heard all of your stories about the babies and the poopies and the cribs and the splatter painting. Never has it happened to us. I have felt so lucky. I thought I had made it. I thought Reeves was just one of those babies who didn't really care to see what was in his diaper. Boy, was I wrong!
B and I were outside working, periodically checking at his window to see if he was up. I heard him, but he was happy, so I didn't rush in. We finished up our project. When I did go in, wash my hands, and make my way back to his room, I found every item from his crib had been tossed to the floor. Any item within reach on the chest of drawers was in the crib. And there stood Reeves, pajama pants and diaper (still connected) down around his ankles, proudly, yet simultaneously worriedly, pointing and announcing, "Poo Poo!" I do count myself lucky that everything was confined to its original container, but there was that instant when I opened the door that I didn't know where it would all be. I can't imagine what it was like for those of you who found it on the walls, the sheets, et al.
Needless to say, what could have been quite a messy situation turned out fine, and all was well for the rest of the day. After dinner and bath, as I was about to dress Reeves in his pj's, it occurred to me that I should probably put him in a one piece pj to avoid a repeat of the afternoon. What a smart mommy! Always outhinking the kid, that's me! Guess what. The kid can think too. Heard him Sunday morning and went in. Snaps are undone, diaper is off, same announcement of, "Poo Poo!", not so lucky this time on the containment, but still not as bad as stories I have heard.
So, does this mean we're ready to start potty training? He is clearly aware when he has made a mess and has actually been letting us know for a while now. Is this an indication that, unlike most boys, he is not content to sit in his own poo for hours on end? Who knows. For know, I'm just trying to catch him any time he looks like he's about to go and put him on the pot. This is a fine line because, though you need to react quickly, you don't want to move so quickly that you scare the poo out of him (or scare the need to poo out of him). It's early. I have no delusions that he will be potty trained any time soon. But it's a good practice to start thinking about it now. If he's not trained by March, I'm dropping him off at Nancy's for a week!