Public Service Announcement

If you tell your son to go downstairs and play with his toys for a few minutes so that you can lay there for *just a bit* longer with your eyes closed, be prepared for the mess that ensues.

I went downstairs and Matt was standing on his stool in front of the toilet, pants around his ankles, sheepish grin on his face. Upon closer observation, I noticed that the potty seat, the stool, his legs, his feet and his clothes were drenched in pee. He was literally standing in a puddle. He looked up at me, unsure smile on his face, and said, "I did it Mumma! I pee'd standing up all by myself!" I said, "Matthew, that's great that you tried, but you're supposed to hold your penis when you do that!"

To which he responded, "oh."