Scott asked about Nora yesterday and one of the many stories I told him was this.

Nora was in bed with me and woke up in the middle of the night, probably around 1am, and said ‘Mama! Weewee!!’

I was so tired out that night and just said to her ‘Oh! Nora! Just weewee in your nappy’, to which Scott exclaimed ‘What kind of a mother are you??!’ and laughed.

Did she weewee in her nappy? Of course not! She pestered and pestered and pestered me that I did get up and took her to the big toilet.

Tried to be a lazy mom… but I have a very determined child… failed.