Another one for the scrap book. In my defence I honestly believed that shouting WEEEEEE as we went down the hill would distract him from his desperate need to relieve himself. I’m not sure at what point I realised that I’d seriously put my foot in it… probably the death stare from my wife gave it away. To his credit when we finally reached our destination our little man had managed to hold it in 🙂 despite all the screaming.
Screaming kids in cars…. urrrrhhhhh!