The door is open...

Sophia, poor darling, had a wee accident yesterday (pun totally intended). I asked if she waited too long and she said yes.

Last night she went to the bathroom while we were at the table, and came back and said 'Mummy, cooooome!' I said 'Just go Phia, you don't need me.'. In typical Sophia fashion she collapsed on the floor and wailed 'But I CAN'T! It's.... It's.... I CAN'T!'

Something was definitely not right here, so I let her show me.

She pointed into the bathroom, and said 'the door is open?!?'

Kudos to the one 'boy' in the house, because I suppose she's never had to learn what to do when the 'door is open'.

I had dumped a bucket of water in the there earlier.