He said he wanted to wear underwear to bed last night.  I almost pushed for a pull-up, but thought “What’s the big deal?  Its just a wet sheet/bedliner to wash tomorrow.  Its probably time to change his sheets anyway.”

Then I heard someone get up at 6am and pee the longest pee I have heard in a long time.  When I got up at 7am, I checked his bed….dry.  I found him playing in the basement…wearing dry underwear.

I guess the boy does know what he’s doing.  Sure, I doubted him, but I was able to let him make his own decision in the end.  Next time I will trust him right off the bat.

When I was sick as a little girl, my Mom used to say “Only you know how you feel.  If you are too sick to go to school, then you should stay home.”   Sometimes I did, sometimes I didn’t.  But I usually made the call myself.  Instead of growing up into a slacker, I grew up into the complete opposite.  I would have to XDR TB before I would stay home now.   I guess the lesson here is, when the kid is ready, have them take ownership of their decisions.  If they have skin in the game, they will do better and ultimately make better decisions.

 **update**

So, today Pookie and Geetle are spending the day with Mamaw and Papaw, goofing off.  Mamaw follows our rules, when she is on the clock she is the babysitter, not the Grandma.  But sometimes, if there is a little bit of ocassional leeway on a rule, we let Pookie take it with her, not with us.  Its one of the perks of being “Grandma babysitter.”  For example, I did not say anything this morning as she got him ready to leave.  She asked him if he wanted to wear a pull-up today, because they had a 45 minute car ride ahead of them.  Guess what our little man said?  “No.  No pull-up.  Underwear.”  So, off they went.  I haven’t heard how the day is going…but its going on in underwear, that’s for sure.