Not having a good evening. Today went well--I helped Mom can green beans, and finally got around to cleaning the kitchen floor and washing all the rugs. But tonight, Ethan peed and pooped in his pants after almost running into the road, and then he peed again--on my papasan chair.
Which means the cushion is now hanging in the shower, dripping wet. I am hoping it isn't ruined, but we'll see. It's going to take days to dry as it is.
He had been doing so well, too. I mean, no accidents at all for weeks. Dry all night. Telling us when he had to go to the bathroom.
I was not happy. (That's an understatement, but it will do.)
NOT a good evening. Thank goodness it's almost time to go to bed.
Which means the cushion is now hanging in the shower, dripping wet. I am hoping it isn't ruined, but we'll see. It's going to take days to dry as it is.
He had been doing so well, too. I mean, no accidents at all for weeks. Dry all night. Telling us when he had to go to the bathroom.
I was not happy. (That's an understatement, but it will do.)
NOT a good evening. Thank goodness it's almost time to go to bed.
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