Bennett, for some while now, has been struggling with toilet learning. We have days when he “gets” it, then days when he is weepy and barely able to control himself, let alone his toileting.
The other morning, Avery toddled over as I pulled on Bennett’s big-boy underpants. He pointed at the diaper he was wearing, then at the underpants Bennett was wearing. “No,” I said. “You’re not ready.”
Avery continued to point and fuss, using all his sounds, and all his signs, to convince me that he needed to wear big-boy pants, too. So I gave in and let him wear a pair of Buzz Lightyear’s, size three.
The afternoon passed. Next time I noticed, Avery had scooted over to the potty chair, removed the Buzz Lightyear’s, and was happily using the chair for its intended purpose.
Mama note to self: please don’t tell Avery what he can and can’t do ever again.