"Hey bud, you need to go pee?"
"No mom. Well, yes. But I just want to go pee pee at your house." (He only refers to it as MY house, never his or ours. I find this kind of funny.)
Well I can understand his desire to pee in the comforts of our home and we don't live that far from preschool anyway. So we buckled up and started driving. And then I started thinking about Cherries Jubilee ice cream and totally forgot about the whole pee thing.
"Hey kids, you want to get an ice cream cone?"
"YEAH!" (Score!)
So we all file in, and everything is peachy keen. They make their way down the displays and finally select Mint Chocolate Chip (Hunter and Colton) and Vanilla (Ethan.) {Side note-Really? Vanilla? There are 31 flavors and he selects vanilla?? So not my kid. }
Anyway, I pass off 3 little cups of ice cream and as we sit down, I note that Colton is in some serious discomfort. As in, he might pee right then, right there, ON the CHAIR. He's almost out of breath as he struggles to hold it in.
And suddenly, I remember the pee thing.
"Excuse me sir, you don't happen to have a restroom here, do you?"
"No, sorry."
(While I secretly think they really DO have a bathroom, I know that he's just doing his job. I also wonder if he'll wish he'd just let us USE that 'secret' restroom when he's mopping up my kid's pee 18 seconds from then.)
"Okay, thanks," I mutter.
"Kids, grab your ice cream cups and come with me!"
And without the fuss I was sure that would cause, they followed. Like perfect little ducklings.
I got them to the car, where I opened up the driver side door, shielding us from traffic on a main road.
All right, buddy. I need you to pee right here."
"Right here, mommy? Right here?"
"Yep. Right here."
And he did. On the running board and everything. :) But as you might imagine, he felt like a million bucks after that! I pulled up his little pants, handed him back his ice cream, and back INTO Baskin Robbins we went! To enjoy our ice cream in the cool, air conditioned comforts of the ice cream shop!
Did I feel a little bit guilty? Yeah. But only a little. But then I just pretended he was just a little desert jackrabbit peeing near my car, and I felt much better about the whole situation. I mean, it was just pee...and for what it's worth, I DID explain that we were only peeing there because it was an EMERGENCY and that we wouldn't normally pee in a parking lot. :)
Sometimes, you gotta do what ya gotta do.
So tell me, what would YOU have done in that situation? :)
