One morning earlier this week:
Sweet Husband: Little Miss, if you go potty quickly, you can have an M&M....
The Kid: Can I have an M&M for going potty?
Sweet Husband: Nope, you don't get M&M's for going potty. Now if you can get your sister to go potty I'll give you one.
At which point, my clever son gently took his sister's hand, put on a big smile, and said, "Hey, Little Miss, let's go potty!"
And my sweet daughter--who, as it turns out, will often do many things for her adored big brother that she is more reluctant to do for her boring, old parents--beamed at her brother's attention, walked right over to the potty, dropped trou, and did her business.
We will now be buying M&M's in jumbo-size bags.