My husband put our son down for his nap.
Almost an hour later, we could hear him whining and yelping. Then he stopped.
Then he started again. In earnest.
I went upstairs and turned on the monitor. I figured out what I was seeing at about the same time I understood what he was yelling.
I wish I had a picture.
He was standing at the end of his crib nearest the door. With a naked bottom. I could not make out where his pants and diaper had gone.
And what was he yelling?
“I need to go pee-pee on the toilet!”
I decided to go in.
His pants and diaper had been pulled down around his ankles.
So we went pee.
I got him dressed again and put him back in his crib. As far as we know, he is still asleep.