So I think CootieBoy is all set on his morning potty-training. When his pull-up is dry in the morning he dutifully goes to the bathroom to go potty. This morning he was cute though – he had come into our bed at some point in the night, so when he woke up I said, “Hey, CB, let’s go potty!”
“No,” he whispered.
“Yes!” I whispered back.
He continued to whisper his “no” response to me for a few minutes.
After a few minutes I stood up to go hop in the shower, and CB howled, “Nooooo…Mama! I hafta go potty!” With that he got out of the bed and skipped down to his bathroom, where he promptly sat on the toilet and did his thing.
Morning constitutions: check.
It’s the REST of the day we have issues with.