Around 12:30am last night Bug busted into our room, doing a little dance and announcing " I have to go potty reaaaallllyyyy bad!"
In a sleepy haze I told him " Well go then!"
He rushed into our bathroom and slammed the pocket door.
I could hear the familiar clang of his potty seat getting positioned on the toilet.
Oh... he has to poop... great, this will take a while.
My Bug takes his own sweet time going number two.
I tried not to fall back asleep, as I knew I would be summoned soon to inspect his cleaning job.
As I laid there hoping he wouldn't take an hour like the last time, I heard him talking to himself.
"Wow, no wonder I couldn't sleep"
At least he wasn't singing this time.....