It is a dilemma I have dreaded since we completed potty training. I have loaded $80 worth of groceries into a hot car. Isaac is strapped into his car seat. Translation - I have already spent 10 minutes getting out of the grocery and ready to go home. And then.... Eli starts to do the "I have to go peepy dance" and crying. I have heard that with boys there is no warning. This was the first he had said anything about having to go to the bathroom - no mention of it while in the cool store, near a potty. What to do, what to do? Do I unload the kids, drag them into the store, walk all the way to the back, let them go potty in the store, leave my groceries in the hot car for a minimum of 15 additional minutes, and risk Eli not making it and peeing in his pants and on the floor in the store? Do I try to race home and make it to the bathroom (10 minute drive), an almost gurantee that I will be washing the interior of the car seat. Or, do I, dare say it.... Let him go in the parking lot?
I am ashamed by the choice I had to make. But desperate times call for desperate measures, and I would make the same decisions again. Embarrassed, but unapologetic.
By the way, the yellowish puddle in the second spot, on the left side of the middle row, in the parking lot of Meijer is not an unfortunate Mountain Dew spill. It was a dilemma.
3 comments:
Good to know I'm not the only one! Last night we were walking on the beach and both had to go at different times. Like you said, no warning! I quickly dug a hole in the sand let them pee and then covered it up. They've peed in plenty of weird places! Boys have that luxury I guess...
I was just waiting for some judgemental person to chew me out for doing this in public, but the options were slim. Boys, boys....
hahahaha I'm loving this story...and I'm sure by now you've heard about Z making his own decision when faced with the same urgent-need dilemma as he peed on the tree in front of Waveland during my photo shoot! Boys!
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