Figuring out the nights

The small boy had his second birthday last week, and with a new year comes a new beginning. Two nights in a row, at his first waking his dad went in and he was dry initially, but wet by the time I got my bum in there. Last night daddy decided to try him peeing on the toilet, which actually worked, but there was a bit of crying involved. The small boy just doesn't like bright lights and cold toilets after the comfort of mommy's Tempur-Pedic knock-off bed.

Tonight I substituted the potty for the toilet, which had fewer tears and a quicker return to happy sleep for the small boy. It was quite a fantastic wee, too. No wonder he wakes up crying. He has typically been dry after this first wee until morning, but I'm not ditching the pull-ups any time soon. (Because it's no fun having wee in your bed.)