Heard through the monitor "Mama! Really, Mama! I've just been praising God and now I'm done! Mama. Really, Mama!"
(We have no idea where the praising God during nap time has come from but she's said it repeatedly so we just roll with it.)
I'm feeling lazy so I just go to the bottom of the steps and yell up that she can come down. I hear the door creak so I start to walk back towards the living room. As Haven walks down the stairs she says, "Mama, I just don't really have any pants or undies on. I left them upstairs."
I immediately walk back to the steps and verify that yes, indeed, she is lacking any clothing on her bottom half. I ask her what happened and she reports matter-of-factly, "Well, I just tinkled in them and on my bed. That's a problem, Mama. So I took them off because they were full of tinkle."
Makes sense, right?! I went up to her room to survey the damage which was surprisingly minimal. I couldn't get too upset because this is only the second time she's ever wet her bed. I'm just not sure how peeing in your bed connects with praising God. But I'll leave that to her!