On Sunday, we were taking Emma back to her house to meet her grandma, who would stay with her until her parents got home. On the way there, Caleb announced that he needed to go potty. I asked him to hang in there until we got to Emma's house, since we were almost there anyway.
Mrs. Sullivan wasn't there yet, and of course, the boy HAD TO GO! I had no idea what to do, as we were in a housing development with no public rest rooms. Do I knock on someone's door? That's a bit creepy! Plus, Emma was asleep in her car seat.
So, I did what any resourceful mom would do...I took my last sip of hot chocolate from my Panera cup, took off the lid, and told Caleb to use it!
Yes, it was gross.
Yes, I felt a little trashy.
Yes, Caleb loved it and asked if he could use the cup all of the time.
Another first in this adventure of mothering...
(Side note: Mrs. Sullivan actually was there at the time! She was vacuuming and couldn't hear the door bell or her phone ringing!)
Mrs. Sullivan wasn't there yet, and of course, the boy HAD TO GO! I had no idea what to do, as we were in a housing development with no public rest rooms. Do I knock on someone's door? That's a bit creepy! Plus, Emma was asleep in her car seat.
So, I did what any resourceful mom would do...I took my last sip of hot chocolate from my Panera cup, took off the lid, and told Caleb to use it!
Yes, it was gross.
Yes, I felt a little trashy.
Yes, Caleb loved it and asked if he could use the cup all of the time.
Another first in this adventure of mothering...
(Side note: Mrs. Sullivan actually was there at the time! She was vacuuming and couldn't hear the door bell or her phone ringing!)
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