He had a super busy morning at church with all the other kids and had an accident at church. Then, when we left, he got the option of using the van's tire or the potty and he went for the exotic twist, quite happily.
Then Tanner got to ride home with us, and when the boys got home, they got to playing. John went to take a nap, and the boys and I went into the backyard until Tanner got so hungry he had to go home and eat some food. He really didn't want to eat here, so Jet and I took him over. Jet wanted a ride on my shoulders, and on the way there he was kind of squirrelly. On the way back he said, with no doubt, "I have to use the potty."
"Okay, when we get to the house..."
"NOooooooo!! We have to get my crocodile boots!!" He kicked me and turned my head in that direction...
... and the inevitable happened as I felt warmth all along the back of my neck...
It's almost worse when he has an accident when I start *expecting* him to do the right thing. He still needs to learn this "Go to the bathroom when you can, not just when you have to." But it sure is hard while he's learning it. Yeesh.