It was just after Jeff left the house, and with no shame, he headed downstairs and pooped in his big boy undies and then yelled that something was smelly in the basement!! Finally, when I thought my head would explode with furry, I put him to bed. He screamed and cried but stayed willingly in his bed until he passed out 10minutes later.
So you can imagine how successful I felt...that is until I entered his room to check on him at 9:30pm to find him naked with his pull up and pajamas in a heap of on the floor beside his bed. It was as if to say : “Take that Mom, I won!”
So there was no 4th “accident” but Jeff and I had to wrestle him to don his pull-up because we weren’t interested in a middle-of-the-night 4th accident to clean up. We knew he’d get cold but he was fighting us... so we weren’t surprised when he came into our room at 12:30am looking for his pants. Jeff dealt with it as I was on strike!
For all of you wondering... Where’s Connor during all this time? He’s as lovely as usual but he loves to scream as his main mode of communication. For all of you who know me, you’ll guess that my solution is to teach him some sign language… so I’m into repetitive signing trials.
Example:
Me: “More? more? Connor, more?” with the sign to accompany. Then, Jeff and Kai start following my lead. Mid-dinner, all 3 of us are doing the “more” sign with exaggerated intonation and large arm and hand movements. Hilarious right?
Connor just stares, smiles and then screams louder. I start the hand over hand “more” signing to learn the action. The poor kid just screams louder and louder but if we don’t meet eye to eye I’m gonna be screaming too!! I’ve gotta win something around here!
Ahhh thank goodness It’s Friday! I am ready for some two parent parenting!