AIBU... Potty politics

[PeppaTwig]

AIBU to do a wee wherever I like (and especially, but not exclusively, on the newly cleaned sofa cushions) just because I am sick to my, relatively new, back teeth of mummy asking me if I need a wee wee every 2 and a half minutes?

It's gonna happen. Just a matter of time...

YANBU... just make sure you blame the cat.

AIBU to do a poo in my pants, shake it out of my trouser leg and watch it roll under the couch and NOT TELL my Mummy*

*this is true, I was trying to find the Source of The Smell and pulled out the couch only to squash the turdling with the couch feet. Urgh. Many years ago, thank gawd.

YANBU. If your parents were fully attuned to your needs they would let the wee flow free.

Blow widdling on the sofa. Far too conspicuous. Instead, I suggest you wee somewhere in the saucepan cupboard. If this fails to get a reasonable response, take a dump in the shed. On your dad's bike tyres.

AIBU to spend a whole day at my childminders and use the potty and big toilet EVERY time only to come home and wee in 7 pairs of knickers in an hour? Just because after each one mummy thinks that surely must be the last one? Never underestimate me!

YANBU. WIBU to announce to the entire bus today that I'd weed in the pushchair?

I LOVE these threads - those this one fills me slight horror as potty training is about to commence!