As advised by his teachers at school, to help Z-Dub with potty training we bought him some "big boy" underwear to don around the house when he can be potty monitored. We went to Target and got him a three pack of Go Diego Go! underwear and a six pack of traditional tightie whities (briefs). He's so excited about his Diego underwear that he just had to wear them last night. And this is how:
He wouldn't listen to us when we insisted that underwear goes under the clothes. There's a diaper and his pajama pants underneath.
He's been up this morning for about a half hour and he's refusing to let me take off his underwear to even change his diaper. His independence is either going to make quite a fashion statement or be awfully embarrasing when the locksmith comes today to install additional locks on our front door. Z-Dub knows how to unlock the door and keeps trying to escape. Where's he trying to go?
Could you imagine Z-Dub being found in the middle of the night wandering the streets with his underwear on the outside? Family Services would probably take him away from us.