"I have a surprise for you!" is Winton's typical announcement when he has peed or pooped in his potty, delivered in excited tones in anticipation of my delight at his achievement.
Yesterday afternoon I met him at preschool and he greeted me with "I have a surprise for you!"
Uh-oh, I thought. Where'd he poop? Surely not in his cubby? If in the class toilet, surely someone will have flushed by now so . . .?
Winton ran to his cubby and dragged out a small, wilted buttercup: "I picked for you, Mummy! As a surprise!"
My (butter)cup of pleasure overfloweth. My son is the sweetest little man in the world.