“Mom, I wanna sleep tonight with no diaper.”

It’s a TRAP. A tempting, tempting trap. Oh, to give her the chance to learn a vital life skill, or to consign myself to suffer a 4:30AM morning of indignant bathing, laundry, and barely-withheld ‘I told you so’s?

(The actual age, by the way, is different depending on who you talk to – I’ve even heard it as old as nine. Which is good, because we’re still showing no signs of overnight continence over here even though I am so ready to be a no-diapers household until my own old age.)