This morning, Deven insisted on wearing underpants instead of a pullup-diaper. I took him to school (using the jogging stroller) for the first time in a week b/c he's finally over the hand-foot-and-mouth disease he had. He didn't want to use the toilet right before we left.
When we got there, he was holding his crotch-area - a signal I've learned means he has to go su-suu (pee-pee). He will say "NO" if you ask him; but this time - I didn't have any meetings right then, so I stayed, held him, then gently told him I'd pull his pants down and he should sit on the potty. He likes privacy (who doesn't?); so I sat facing away...
And I was rewarded with a potty of su-suu, and a grinning toddler!
Yay!
We washed our hands and I thought my heart would explode with happiness & pride.
I saw one of his teachers en route to BART for work - and was so excited, I told her what happened.
It may not seem like much - we haven't had issues w/this per se, but still: Parents, I know you'd understand.
:)
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