As I was nursing my baby my son came to me to undo his pants because he had to pee. He had been potty trained for 6 months so I knew further assistance wasn’t required. In the next moment he walked over to the ipad where he had been watching too many episodes of Daniel Tiger and He. Peed. Directly. On. The. Ipad.
I was at a complete loss for words. I moved as quickly as I could to him to stop the river of urine that was now splashed on the couch, rug and all over his pants. The baby was still attached to my boob. He finished just as I got there and said to me “Mom, my pants are wet, change them.” I was frantically trying to wipe off the ipad so that it could survive yet another toddler encounter when he cupped my face in his little hands and said “Mom, my pants are wet, change them.” I swear that he was smiling just a little.