Holland needed to go to the bathroom but she wanted the light to be turned on.
"Mommy, I need Daddy to come up here and turn the light on for me."
He was downstairs working on dinner so I said, "Oh, I can get that for you". So I walked over to the bathroom, turned the light on for her, and promptly crawled back in the bed.
Then she got a sly, little smirk on her face and started to walk down the stairs.
I said, "Where are you going? I thought you needed to go potty".
She responded, "Well, I need to go tell Daddy that you aren't in bed".
"I just need to go tell Daddy something".
So when she needed more help from Daddy to wipe her poopy bottom, guess who stayed in bed!