Around the holidays, a lot of people fill up on their family stories for the year. Here's one we shared this year:
On Christmas Eve Eve Eve (the Thursday before Christmas this year) we all went to a big model train show in the next town over. We've been before and absolutely love it! Santa is there the last Thursday before Christmas and they have coffee, hot chocolate, cookies and of course everyone gets a candy cane (or as PT calls them "candy candy.") But where we were going doesn't have anything to do with the story except to say that we were out at night. Granted, it is dark enough by 6 to call it night in the winter.
We were about 5 minutes from the house and I hear the Politician say "No, you don't pee in your underpants." And PT reply "Nope, I hold it." Knowing she really can't hold it and knowing there are no available bathrooms where we are going (about 10 minutes away) or on the way there, we pulled over by a little patch of field just before the highway. Luckily, we don't live in a densely populated area and the place we stopped doesn't get a whole lot of evening traffic.
PT and I get out of the car and I placed a few sheets of wipes on the grass and had her sit down on them. Well, that didn't work. "It tickles," she kept repeating. So, I held her up the say way I do when we are out in public bathrooms and SUCCESS!! Tossed all the wipes in a plastic bag and we were back on our way to the trains!
She was quite proud of herself for peeing outside, in the dark, on the side of the road. Gladly, she did not feel the need to tell everyone at the train show about this. Always an adventure with us!
