“AAAAAHHHHH!” dylan
that’s how dylan tells me “stop” or more accurately “shut up” when i’m asking him too many questions. he puts his hand out in my face and screams “aaaaahhhhh!”. i get it. i am asking him a thousand times if he needs to pee, because i suspect he does, he’s been pretty good about telling me so i just need to trust him.
yes, i said pee. he’s been wearing cotton training pants, basically thick underwear, when we are home and been peeing in the toilet most of the time. there’s sometimes a little leak but then finishes in the toilet and he’s starting to wake up dry from naps and his nightime diaper which used to way a ton are very light. so we are making progress and i know he definitely understands. he hasn’t pee’d in almost three hours and i really want to go get ready for the day but i know the second i leave, he’ll need to pee, but i dare not ask again or i’ll get yelled at.
UPDATE: he did in fact tell me, without me asking him again and he went pee and poop. trust. trust. trust.
“aaaaahhhhh! mama” there will be more and more times when cutie dylan tells you that, even after he has left the nest, so to speak. love you my baby boy. and congratulations on trying to be a big boy!