Potty Talk

He's not toilet trained. But he knows how to procrastinate.

"Time for bath!"

"I need to use the potty!"

So he sits on the potty, reading his Richard Scarry's Cars, Trucks and Things That Go book. "I need privacy," he yells, so we have to shut the door and just periodically call from outside, "Everything going okay in there?" "Yeah," he calls back.

After a half hour, he'll get up and announce, "I'm done!" Sometimes there's a special something in there; sometimes it's empty. Either way, he gets to go to bed close to half an hour late.

What can we do? Tell him he can't use the potty? Tell him to hurry up? Tell him to get to business? Yeah. He's a clever little one.