Cash peed in his pants today. I got him out of the car at target and between swim lessons and the traffic drive to target he peed. I did ask him if he had to go before swim lessons and I got the proverbial NO MOMMY I DONT HAVE TO GO. At target - I made him go. I guess he didn't completely go when he peed in the car.
Then we got home and I said lets go potty- because I needed to go and thought he should go first. But again I got the NO MOMMY I DONT HAVE TO GO. Then while I was in the bathroom I heard him making noise and playing and I couldn't figure out what he was playing with. But he was behind the couch, crouched under the table playing. I kept eyeing him suspiciously and requesting he come out from behind there so we could go read books.
next thing I hear he is going upstairs and I think- what a good boy- he listened. Then I found him upstairs pants half down - poop peaking out of his butt crack and he is trying to wipe himself clean.
I stuck him in the bath and I cried. He of course thought my tears were funny. It was just an all time low for me today as a mom.
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