Nico is 2 years and 10 months today. Yesterday he spent the whole day in underpants without making a mess anywhere - I was so proud, though this was mainly because I kept on reminding him throughout the day. I thought we still had some time to go before he’d finally decide to tell me when he wanted to go.
But this afternoon, I felt a major burst of pride when he said ''Maman je veux faire pipi…’ so I showered him with hugs and compliments and displays of affection.
Then he finished his sentence ‘… outside.’
Thanks, Loki, for showing the way.
