Like Tevye shouting "Tradition!" in the Fiddler on the Roof, I have been screaming "Regression!" for the past few days. Regression! REGRESSION!!!!
Everything was going so well with potty training Luke. Yet. suddenly he went from acting like a professional at using the toilet to the 3 year old at the park going down the slide with poop squirting out of his underwear. I have even had to reacquaint myself with the poop gloves. NO!
We'll get through this. As my sister-in-law, Kirsten, once said, "They won't be in diapers when they are 16." Hmmm. Cross your fingers!