Me: Do you want to try to go potty?
Zach: No mama. I already went in my Bob the Builder underwear.
Me: Oh really. Can you show me where you peed?
Zach: Sure. Follow me. (To the basement by his playskool workbench and the damp carpet in front of it.)
This will definitely be tear-free training ... 'cause he really doesn't care! :)