I got out of work last night around 8:30 p.m. CB was only slightly upset that we couldn’t go rollerskating. He gave me a cutesy frowny face when I told him, but then recovered and showed me he was watching Scooby-Doo on TV. About 20 minutes later he happily ran up to bed, so I was relieved that not going rollerskating wasn’t too upsetting for him since he had been looking forward to it.
At that point I was pretty much braindead, but managed to watch a movie AND stay awake for the whole thing (review is coming up later today). Then I shuffled upstairs and went to bed.
We’ve been working with CB to have him not wear pullups at night anymore. He stays dry most nights, and we figured it was time. He has done well for the most part – only a couple accidents. It has also been helpful in curbing his attempts to crawl into bed with us in the middle of the night. For the past few nights as I’ve been putting him to bed I’ve been saying, “Make sure you stay in your own bed tonight, but if you have to go potty, get up and go, then come back to your room.”
So far so good. Granted, he has still come in at 5:45 a.m. a couple times, but that’s better than 2:15 a.m.! I know over time he’ll get better about it and will stop coming in at all. And I cannot WAIT until he’s out of pullups for good. That’s a needless grocery expense that I can’t wait to be done with altogether (in fact, I don’t plan on buying any ever again – the couple dozen we have now are IT).