This has been really the only reoccurring post that has stayed consistent here on TOC. I think it might just be because Cameron says crazy things so...consistently.
In attempts to FINALLY put an end to the over night bed wetting, I've come up with a story (my own "mom myth") to tell Cameron. I tell him every time he goes potty in his pants he grows a few inches shorter. And every time he uses the toilet like a big boy, he gets taller and more grown up. So...if he keeps going potty in his pants, he's going to turn back into a baby, and have to wear diapers again.
This has worked for the most part. Today was an exception, when Cameron said:
Cameron: "Mommy, I have to tell you the truth."
Me: "What, Cameron?"
Cameron: "I went pee in my pants, mom."
Me: "CAMERON!! When is this going to END?!"
Cameron: "I don't know, mom. Do I look shorter."
Me: "YES! You just keep getting shorter! I better go buy some diapers!!"
I walked out of the living room to go finish folding clothes in my room. He knew I was frustrated with him. About 5 minutes later, Cameron came in and said he wanted to tell me something else.
Me: "What?! Did you change your pants and put new underwear on?"
Cameron: "Yes, mom. And guess what?!"
Me (turning to look at him): "What?"
Cameron: "I'm really really really really really not going to pee in my pants any more mom, because now my nakie listens to me. And now I am listening to my nakie."
Me: "Ok, Cameron. I'm glad you've got control over that thing now."
Cameron: "Yes mom, and I'm going to be REALLY tall someday, huh mom?!"
Me: "Yes, bud. REALLY tall."
Thursday, June 26, 2008
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