Funny little story for you.
Usually when MB has to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, he will yell for me until I drag myself out of my (five-feet in the air loft) bed. Very rarely will he just get up and go and I don't know about it.
The other morning, when I woke the kids up, he informed me that he had a little peepee in his pants. I told him to go potty so he doesn't get anymore in his pants. He said that he went by himself sometime in the night and it was all better. He then got out of bed to get ready for school.
He was butt-naked.
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