If it's not poop on the carpet then it's pipi on the floor. And if it doesn't belong to the tiny human in this house, it's bile from the dog.
This toilet training thing has been going on for some time now, since Benjamin was crawling. He's capable, self-aware, can stop in mid-stream if he wants to, and does occasionally even announce it before it happens.
But for some reason, lately he has been having all kinds of accidents. Or maybe they're not accidents.
I will have to be more proactive and focus on the more or less usual times he has to go. Get him to actually want to use the potty or toilet, and not just sit on it for a second and then proclaim no moy pipi.
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