I could tell that he actually liked the idea but was afraid to admit it. I picked him up and brought him upstairs. “One last trip to the bathroom before we get you ready for bed,” I said as I took him into the bathroom and placed him down on vanity. “Stick ’em up!” I said and got the same eye-roll and half the chuckle I’d gotten earlier. I took off his shirt and then said, “Oops, be right back. I jogged downstairs to retrieve the changing pad and some other supplies. When I returned I put Kevin on the floor, slipped the pad under him and undid his diaper.

“See if you can go, because after this, that’s it.” I told him.

“Okay.”