I walked into the boys' room today to put Jason down for a nap and was overwhelmed with the stench of urine. Jason had mentioned this morning that he wet his bed "a little", but that's not uncommon after he swims, because I think he swallows pool water by the gallon.
I was too tired to change his sheets, so I laid down a towel on the dry bed, only to realize that his comforter was soaked. On the floor next to his bed was a gently worn, very DRY diaper.
Me: "Jason, is this your diaper from last night?"
Jason: (smiling proudly) "Yes. It's the one grandma put on me after we went swimming."
Me: "When did you take it off?"
Jason: "After I was in bed."
Me: (*sigh*) "Why did you take it off, buddy?"
Jason: "Because I'm too big for diapers. I go potty in the toilet."
Me: (breathing in...breathing out...) "Yes, you are getting to be a very big boy, Jason. But you still have accidents at nighttime. When we put a diaper on, you have to keep it on until morning."
Jason: "Why?"
Me: "Smell your bed."
Jason: (sniffing) "It smells like pee."
Me: "That's why."
Jason: "But do I need to wear a diaper now for my nap?"
Me: "Nope - you just went potty, so you can wear your big boy underwear."
Jason: "Can I not wear pants? Because Daddy doesn't wear his pants when he goes to bed. Just underwear."
Me: (smiling) "Sure. But let's get you some clean, dry covers. This comforter needs to be washed. Again."
Believe me...I'm as over this diaper nonsense as anyone can get. I've been washing and rewashing sheets and deodorizing mattresses for nearly a decade. But it's not time to move on just yet. Hopefully soon. Very, very soon.