Thomas asked me if he could go commando tonight –
“I DON’T WANT ANOVAH PO-WUP ON SO I CAN USE THE POTTY WHEN I HAVE TO GO.”
I danced circles around the dining room table when I heard this news. Literally. Just ask Ruthie – she danced with me.
(It’s fun to have an older sibling who celebrates the successes of a younger one).
Then? As he was getting his jammies on later he suddenly jumped up and said, “I HAVE TO GO PEE!” and ran into the bathroom.
This time we all danced, and Thomas was beaming.
I really thought I’d have a four year old in diapers, but now I wonder if we’ll celebrate Christmas with brand new Spiderman underwear?