Last night, my 2 1/2-year-old produced his THIRD dirty pull-up of the day, much to my chagrin and his concern. He was crying, saying, "My bottom hurts! My bottom hurts!"
A few minutes later, he tearfully identified his problem: "Mommy, I have casserina."
I grew up in a family of 4 children, 3 girls, 1 boy. Considered by my family to be the middle child, I am understandably full of angst! I am now a married mother of two boys and an elementary shcool teacher.