Daniel has shown some interest in potty training, so we got out the big boy underwear today. Actually, he found them and brought them to me. So he was doing well, staying dry, and I was pleased. Then I asked him if he needed to go potty. "No," he said. I told him if he peed in the potty he would get a treat.
Apparently he didn't hear the "in the potty" part.
Proving that he has some measure of bladder control, he immediately peed right by Tim's foot and then ran into the kitchen and said, "Want a treat! Need treat now!"
Um, we'll have to work on this....