Jack is a potty champ, I tell you!
There were no accidents ALL the way down to Tampa (or back) - but there were indeed a couple mishaps.
We left early (4am) in the morning on Wednesday to hit up Busch Gardens before joining the rest of the family in St. Petersburg. Jack woke up in his pj's and pull-up in his car seat around 630am when we stopped for an on-the-road breakfast. He plowed through his chicken biscuit and milk. Not long after, Jack was squirming, complaining about his tummy. We had him shake his legs as we thought he had some gas; but he still whined. I split a Tums with him; but he still whined. Around 8am, we stopped to he could walk his 'gas' pains out. The minute he stood up out of his car seat, he screamed, "I HAVE TO GO FOTTY!!!!"
That explains his tummy pains. And THIS would be a parenting mishap.
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