Poop.
Ok, well, it was a case of "The Boy Who Cried 'Wolf'." Or rather, "The Boy Who Cried 'Potty'."
It is naptime. Which is going about as well as yesterday's naptime except at least this time Dan is here.
We've given up on the "mat" although James has not.
He keeps crying "Potty!" because he knows it is the surefire way to get out of the crib (OH! By the bye, he woke up DRY this morning!!! Woo Hoo!).
Well, after a few trips with diminishing amounts of production, we started ignoring his pleas.
Then he started to sound a bit more earnest.
Dan went in, but not soon enough.
He'd pooped his pants.
Oh well.
Dan did carry James to the bathroom and emptied the underpants into the lil' potty, and we made a pretty big deal.
But we're disappointed that we missed our golden opportunity for actual pooping on the potty.
Hopefully he'll at least get a little nap in...
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