One Man's Reward....

Collin and I are in the process of attempting "mini-outings" in underwear. Every time we go out for the day in pull-ups, he pees his pants like he's got a leaky hose. He's fine all day in underwear at home, even at the park. I think he thinks pull-ups are diapers and just can't figure them out. He'll pee in the potty too wherever we are, but in between those adventures to giant toilet land, he wets his pants like nobody's business and doesn't seem to care. My theory is that he needs to be in underwear, not pull-ups. Bryon disagrees and fears the public underwear monster as if it is as dangerous as leaving the house with the kid strapped to the roof of the car instead of the car seat. I say: trust the boy. Look, I did this morning...on the duvet!

With pee-making-liquid! AKA water. Or, in Collin-speak...waGer.

So, we went to Target today. Wheeee! If that's not livin' large, I don't know what is. We had to go potty twice in a forty minute trip. Once to check out the facilities because I told them they existed and lo and behold he wanted to see them five minutes later. Push as he might, no pee. Bummer. Then, he proceeded to act like a cart surfing monster in the store. I love being "that" parent who can't control her maniac in the store, don't you?

Alas, he pottied right before we left by announcing at a decibel I'm sure you all might've heard, "PEE PEE!!!" So, we re-visited said facilities and made some pee in the potty. Pretty great. Not so great was the fact that he announced his potty success to the cashier at an equal volume. It's kind of weird, don't you think? So, despite his craptacular attitude in the store, consisting of standing in the cart and throwing his truck on the floor, over and over and over again, I had to cave and get him the promised happy meal. Grrrrr. I hate promises.

And, since he got yet another garbage truck today, he was so stinking excited to gather up a handful of them, he begged to sleep with them. Rewards, rewards, rewards. What a stink pot. Do you think he'll get a good nap today? I think not. Whatever. That's why baby monitors have "off" switches, right? :)

At least there's some explanation as to what happens to his hair in the afternoons. Nap head starts pretty early in his sleep process with that hair.