The phantom pee-er

Why yes, that is a sink full of Legos, bleach and soap. Possible reasons for this scene to be taking place in my kitchen last night:

• George peed on the Legos, ignoring his aversion for jumping on things that are not the floor or furniture
• Jack peed into a bin of Legos a day or two ago without our knowledge
• I’m OCD and clean the Legos like this every week

Anyone who knows us, knows that the second choice is sadly the correct answer. Bringing the tally of inappropriate places Jack has sneakily peed on in the last week to three (see also: on Liam’s bike in our garage and on the floor of our basement between two plastic bins). He also peed on a tree next to the track at Calvin, but that was with my permission.

I’m not sure who to blame this new misbehavior on or what to do about it but I do feel like he is acting out for some reason. These are not accidents, this are clear decisions to pee in the wrong place – he drops his pants and just goes. Why? Maybe related to selling our house and he’s marking his territory. Or maybe because grandpa taught him to stand up to pee and that opened a whole new world of possibilities up for him. I just don’t know.

I’m open to your thoughts on this because I am at a loss for where to go from here. Help.