An Answer For Everything

This morning after Isaac used the potty, I was making a big deal of it. (His Stubbornness is still resisting.) He was playing with his firetruck, so I picked up "Bob" the fireman and said in my best Bob voice, "That's great, Isaac! You tee-teed in the potty like a big boy. Firefighters don't wear diapers. We tee-tee in the potty, too, because we're big!"

Without missing a beat, Isaac walks over and takes Bob from me. Holding him up for me to see, he said, "Mama, Bob's not big. He's little. See?"