He, of course, has to go to the bathroom.
It's like his second home.
Especially when we're in nice stores like
Then he really has to go to the bathroom.
Probably cause he just doesn't want to be there.
But then we left and went to a fountain
and ended up having to pee by the truck.
It just couldn't be held in any longer.
And when you're a mom, you do what you have to do.
Like shielding your child from onlookers.
And laughing as you do so......
I never thought I would ever, in a million years, do that.