My son Joshua has seasonal allergies, for which he takes Claritin. It works really well, but he still usually throws out a couple of good sneezes every morning. Yesterday was no exception, and when I heard his thunderous sneeze I jumped for the Kleenex box. I helped him blow his nose, then asked my customary, “Is that better?”
“Yeah,” he answered cautiously, “…but…there’s some pee-pee in my pants.”
“Joshua!” I exclaimed. I was a bit peeved that I hadn’t forced him to go potty when he first woke up. But after my initial shock, I had to fight back giggles. Caught off guard by the ol’ “sneeze-and-pee”?? Well, now my son has something in common with me…and every other woman who has birthed a child! Welcome to the club, Joshua!
Too cute! So true.
I remember going to a party after having Tosh and my friend had a trampoline. I of coarse still being quite young myself decided to take my turn on the trampoline while everyone else was passing Tosh around and making goo goo eyes. One jump and I peed all over myself. I didn’t even know I had to go. It was the worst. I had to ask the host for a change of clothes just to get me home.
Joshua, I feel for you.
Dang…That’s crappy…well not CRAPpy..but I guess you cannt say that’s peepee..but well…it is peepee. Ask Luanne sometime about the time I COUDLN”T go, it involved the youth group bus and WAAAYY to much stage fright.
LMAO. That is tooooo funny.