Independence

Harper's sleeping with me right now because his room is "broken" (the mold was removed, but he still has no walls). After I laid him down, I went to wash my face and brush my teeth. I peeked into my room and it was light enough I could see, but dark enough that I couldn't tell if that lump in the bed had him in it or if it was all sheets. I had to get right up on it to see that he wasn't in bed. I looked around and saw the light on in my bathroom. I tapped on the door, "Harper?" He opened the door, pull up down to his ankles, sleep shorts kicked off and he had been going potty. I couldn't believe he did that all by himself! But it's a good thing I was there when I was... He's not really gotten pulling up his pants by himself very well. I helped him get redressed, then put him back in bed. He's getting to be such a big boy!