A follow up to the last post sort of.
Well, she never ... came up to me and said, "Mommy, I have something for you," followed by a great big hug. He did. I wanted to buy him a pony.
Then, a few days later I told him I wished he had something for me. He said it again, "Mommy, I have something for you."
"You do?" I asked. "What?"
"A change," he replied.
"Change to what?" I inquired.
"Change to my diaper; I have poopy."
Oh my son, you quack me up!!!!!!
If only potting training could be forced. My baby will be 4 next month. I'm ready for a break from diapies.