When I fetched Stephen from his playgroup today, His teacher told me he wetted his pants. I asked him "Who had wetted his pants?". He said " Stephen". "Why? didn't he tell teacher?" Stephen replied "No, because he is bad."
I was surprise for his answer, I presumed that he thought only bad boys wet pants, that was because my reactions towards him when he wetted the bed at home, I had scolded him for wetting the bed. But I never intent to relate "wetting pants" to "bad boys".
So we had a little talk. I told him, sometimes even good boys wet their pants, sometimes even big ones too. He was quite surprise but definitely happy. "So I am not a bad boy, because I was too urgent". "That right, next time, when you want to susu, go straightaway tell teachers, Okay?"
"Okay, mummy." Stephen gave me a big kiss on the lips. Then he said, "I have a coffee kiss"
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