Zane still uses his little potty in the upstairs bathroom.
"I peed a little. . . . I have to pee taller to be more. I can pee a lot and make it so high!"
Right now he insists on determining amounts with everything. "Higher. Higher. Higher. Wow! That's a whole lot!"
"Hey! Why does Vanessa's look taller?!"
Zane is building his early understanding of capacity. But it may take a deeper exploration to accept why the following won't work.
Zane: "I want to be a baby again!"
Me: "Why?"
Zane: "Because I want to try and fit into your belly again."
A week or so later, Zane: "Mom, I told you I want to go back in your belly. . . . Put some food in there too, in case I get hungry. . . . I'll be so cute."
On grey and dull days, his sunshine is always overflowing.