I am glad to report that The Boy is on the mend. No longer afraid of the toilet, thank goodness.
Quick story: The Boy was going to the bathroom (putting off going to bed but still having to go for real). He had been playing in his room and brought some toys in a hat, which is silly enough. He started to tell me that neither of us would be going to bed. He looked in the hat and said "we have to STOP going to bed" and held up a little stop sign. I said that I wanted to go to bed. I still haven't but I said I wanted to. He repeated "we have to STOP going to bed!" and kept on holding up the sign. I laughed out loud.