And...
Anyone with kids can relate to this story.
We get to our fireworks spot at BYU about 2 hrs before they start.
We chase ducks, we eat pumpkin cookies, we take pictures, we turn cartwheels.
The fireworks begin just as we were about to give up hope.
We snuggle, ooh & aahh, we take pictures
Olivia states, "I have to go potty."
we state the obvious, she argues, we ignore and hope she holds it.
She poops.
I say !stop! She holds it, we spring into action.
We strip her down and use the grocery bags from our trail mix and pumpkin cookies as a comode.
She squats, Naloni blocks, J uses the water from the water bottle to rinse out the undies, I dry heave. Helen wipes with a tissue from her purse.
We take pictures.
The Evidence
The undies, the water bottle and the wipe.
The Wilds of BYU campus where we parked ourselves to watch the fireworks.
0 comments:
Post a Comment