Moves in Curves

My boys climbed into my bed this morning after having a “sleepover” in D’s bed last night, started hugging each other, and I got to hear this conversation:

C: D, I love you.

D: You pee-peed in my bed last night, C.

C: I love you.

D: You pee-peed in my bed, C.

Me: C, I think D wants you to apologize for pee-peeing in his bed.

C: I sorry, D.

D: You pee-peed in my bed.

C: You my best friend.

D: You want to play trains?

C: Yeah.

Then they climbed out of bed and frolicked off. C still has problems with night accidents, he’s a very heavy sleeper. D has them very rarely and likes to lecture his brother: “I stay dry all night, you pee-pee in you bed.” However, D has a lot of poop accidents during the day, and C goes on the potty every time, so probably he shouldn’t be so self-righteous about his nighttime dryness.

As they were leaving for school, C told me to make sure no one played with his trains while he was at school. I said I would, and he said, “You not going to invite people over to play with my trains?” Cause I do that regularly, y’know. I have tea parties and my friends come over and we all play Thomas the Tank Engine, and if we’re really going to get crazy, maybe even build some Lego rocketships. Whee!