Dry nights

The other morning, Blane woke up with dry pull-ups. Words cannot describe how excited I was, given my genetics. Figuring this was my big shot, I told him he could earn a hot rod if he stayed dry five nights. Later, I added more incentive by telling him I would get him a little car for every night up to five that he was dry.

He was a man motivated. The first morning he burst into our bedroom at 4:30am to announce that he was dry! We told him to go back to bed, but of course, made a big deal about it come morning. He earned cars, and we got up to four nights by yesterday, the eve of the big hot-rod debut.

I was consigning clothes yesterday with my friend who is running a big kids' sale at the Holiday Inn in Olathe. I took Blane out there with me, and while I was hanging up the clothes, Blane found a white hot-rod in the toys section. He slobbered over it for a while, then obediently put it back when it was time to go. So of course, when I went back last night for the pre-sale, I picked that sucker up (it was only a $1). I went home and told him this was the hot-rod he would get if he stayed dry one more night. He excitedly placed it on his dresser by the Hummer, so he could look at it, even if he couldn't play with it.

Well, excitement has a way of distracting people, and Blane was no different. He forgot to go to the bathroom before bed. I heard him sobbing in the bathroom this morning and knew what had happened. Poor baby! I hugged him and told him that I'm sure he would be dry tonight. He was so brokenhearted that he wouldn't get his hot-rod today! It took some steeling to keep from handing him that car. But he has to earn it.

Look for the hot rod update soon...