Dry Pants

One would initially be inclined to believe this is a good thing.  Dry pants are always a positive part of every day.  At least, I’m pretty sure that most people believe that.
And that’s why Jadon was so proud of himself the other day.  And I have to admit, when I heard his announcement that was sort of something like, “Jay Jay have dry pants.  Yay, Jay Jay!” I was pleasantly surprised and confused at the same time.
No one had been with him when he went to the bathroom, but hey, if he’s decided he wants to be a big boy, then that’s fantastic.  After all, we’ve recently become quite concerned that in the next couple of years, we will surely be the only parents packing Pull-Ups in their children’s backpacks for kindergarten.  I mean, could you boys just flippin’ go to the toilet so I could find another hobby that does not involve stalking you around the house and waiting for you to shiver or wiggle like you might have to go??!
So anyway, dry pants.  Woo Hoo!  Par-tay at our house!  I went upstairs to congratulate the little man on his big achievement.
And that’s when the balloon deflated.  The bubble burst.  The diamond lost its shine.  You know, pretty much my delusional moment of satisfaction at finally (maybe) having a potty-trained 3-year-old was short-lived.
I walked into his room where he stood, in all his butt-naked glory, pointing at the spot on the carpet where he had relieved himself.  On.  The.  CARPET!  Do we have a new puppy that I’m unaware of?  Seriously??
Yes, dry pants are a very good thing to have.  In fact, I enjoy them myself on a daily basis.  But, Little Dude, it does not count if you pee on the carpet so that your pants remain dry.
And now I’m off to buy stock in OxyClean and Febreeze.

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