This is what I just overheard while Ryan was trying to work on getting Miles to bed:
Ryan said something encouraging about brushing teeth while handing Miles his toothbrush. Then he obviously smelled an odor that wasn’t pleasant, so he said, “I detect poops.” Miles did not respond. He asked him if he was, in fact “poopy.” Miles still didn’t respond.
Then my lovely, quirky husband said, “You know you can tell mommy and daddy if you have poops. Or if you think you might be about to have poops. Or if you just happen to be thinking about poops.”
Miles responded by brushing his daddy’s face instead of his own teeth. We’re totally making progress on the potty training thing…