small victories

Though Levi has been potty-trained since he was 2 1/2 years old, he still wears a pull-up at night. Often he wakes up soaked from head to toe, and there's a giant wet spot in the bed. Even when that doesn't happen, his pull-up still weighs approximately five pounds by daybreak. This must have something to do with the fact that he loves milk so much and also the fact that he's kind of lazy.

For a long time, he expressed no interest in doing things differently. In fact, if he had already gotten dressed for bed and needed to pee, he would just do it right there in his diaper--because why walk all the way to the bathroom when you don't have to?

About a week ago, Levi asked if he could wear underwear at night just like Ezra. We explained to him that if he woke up with a dry diaper a few days in a row, he would be able to. He uttered his usual whiny "Uhnnnn!!!"--the sound of him not getting what he wants--and then there was no more discussion about it.

Last night, after I tucked him into bed and turned out the light, Levi informed me that he had to go pee. So I escorted him to the bathroom and then back to bed. Twenty minutes later, he told me he had to pee again. I didn't want to jinx it by saying anything, but I kind of got the feeling he was going to go for it.

This morning, when I woke him to get ready for school, he mumbled, "I have to go pee," and then he sat right up and his whole face brightened because he realized what that might mean. He ran into the bathroom and pulled down his pants. I followed right after him and ripped off his pull-up, and I swear to God I have never seen that child with a bigger grin.

"Dry, mommy!" he said. Then he peed for like 20 minutes, and he giggled the entire time.

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Also, this little nugget from Ezra; it was the first thing he said to me this morning and I have no idea what specifically he was referring to:

"Mommy, next time you have to scream at me can you do it in a nice voice?"