Me: Hooper, where are your pants?
Hooper: Ida know.
M: Why did you take them off?
H: Ida know.
M (finding pants): Oh, here they are. … They’re wet. Did you have an accident?
H: No.
M: Yes, you did, buddy. That’s OK. It happens sometimes. But you need to get your wet underpants off, too.
H: They’re not wet!
M (checking): Oh … you’re right. (sniffing; grimacing) But this is pee-pee on your pants. How did you get pee-pee on your pants?
H: Ida know.
M: Did you take them off and pee-pee on them?
H: No, daddy!
M: So how did they get pee-pee on them?
H: I landed in it when I slid down the slide (from his bed, which is elevated).
M: You landed in — Hooper! Why did you pee-pee on the floor?
H: Ida know.
M: We don’t pee-pee on the floor! We only pee-pee in the potty!
H: I know. I sorry. I won’ do it again, Daddy.
M: OK. (pause) But why did you pee-pee on the floor?
H: Ida know.
M: And if you knew there was pee-pee down there, why did you slide down into it?
H: Cuz it was there.