Leah
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I am sitting here, trying desperately to ignore DS in the kitchen screaming at the top of his little lungs.
He peed his pants {again today} right before we were ready to walk out the door for preschool. The rule is: You can't go to preschool if you're peeing and pooping in your pants.
Does he care? Noooooooo!
He figures he can just stay home and play with the daycare kids and toys.
So...I buckled him into the high chair - wet pants and all - and he's sitting there with nothing to do, nothing to touch, nothing to destroy.
He's going to be the end of me....
He peed his pants {again today} right before we were ready to walk out the door for preschool. The rule is: You can't go to preschool if you're peeing and pooping in your pants.
Does he care? Noooooooo!
He figures he can just stay home and play with the daycare kids and toys.
So...I buckled him into the high chair - wet pants and all - and he's sitting there with nothing to do, nothing to touch, nothing to destroy.
He's going to be the end of me....