Today while I was driving, I was talking to the boys. We have spent years working on being dry at night. I am tired of wet beds, buying the Goodnights,and trying to wake up boys who can’t seem to wake up in the middle of the night. We have tried just about everything. And finally, I think we are getting somewhere. So today, as I was buying them a treat for being dry for ONE WHOLE WEEK, I said,
“Boy’s, I am thrilled to death that you are finally learning how to be dry at night!!”
to which one of them replied….
“Guess we better keep wetting the bed, we don’t want you to die from so much excitement Mom.”
I must remember to be more careful in how I say things! (As I think about that saying, it really is quiet an awful thing to say. Time to remove that one from the vocabulary!)