"No, honey we don't pee on the floor, we pee on the potty!"
I said for about the 4ooth time, as I wiped up the spill on the linoleum. Sighing, I sat back down and heard the thunk of the toilet seat.
Wait.... the big kids are in here....
I hear a hard stream coming from the bathroom and get there just in time to catch the D-meister finishing up his tap-taps.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY!!!" I erupt into a heartfelt cheer, filled with hope that the backsliding may be coming to an end.
D-meister, filled with glee, runs to me and leaps into my arms, giving me huge smooches on the cheek.
My goodness. This is what passes for joy on a Thursday morning in the 2007 house. And it is, true joy!