Yeah, I should NOT have said anything

Yesterday was a sad day. After pooping his pants the night before, I hoped and prayed it was just a fluke. It was not. The next day I found that he had pooped and peed his pants. I was so upset that I actually starting crying. I start crying, Creighton starts laughing. I cry harder, he laughs harder. It was awful. 1 perfect week has gone down the drain and I am back to him manipulating me. I WANT TO WIN, but it's like he KNOWS. I posted that happy post and 2 hours later he has his first accident. You can't tell me it's a coincidence.