Yesterday Nick ran to the bathroom but he had waited too long and he had an accident on the floor, right in front of the toilet. I was in the kitchen and he yelled to me that he had had an accident. I yelled back (in a sweet voice) that he knew what to do. He complained once, and not very loudly, that he needed help but that was all he said.
The next thing I heard was Ben, yelling from upstairs, telling Nick to come see something. And then I heard Nick yell back, "Ben! Sorry! I'm busy cleaning up a pee pee mess!". I couldn't help but laugh and I wrote it down so I wouldn't forget.
And then I asked Nick how he was doing. He was doing a great job with a great attitude so I went in and helped him a bit and he was back to his playing in no time.
Yes, we need to do something about the yelling in our house:).