Poor boy’s accident tonight

I heard crying about 10.20, and went upstairs to find he hadn’t quite made it to the bathroom. He was soaked, in a puddle outside the bathroom, howling. As i sorted him out, he was very matter-of-factly miserable that he had had an accident.
But it’s my fault. He didn’t have a bath tonight, so tired, and so his routine didn’t include bathroom time. I asked him, and he said he didn’t need to go – i should have realised he’d last gone to the loo about 5pm. I feel horrid that he’s had to endure the embarrassment and the failure – he was trying so hard to get there – all down to me.

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