egan2

About halfway to his school today, Bitty announced that he needed to “go poop.” I told him he would have to wait a few minutes because we were driving to school and there was no place to stop. A few minutes passed and he stated his need again, a little more urgently. Then he said, “I could go in the gwass!” I explained that no, it wasn’t like stopping to go pee on the side of the road, because “I don’t have any toilet paper to wipe your bottom.” “Well Momma,” he said, “you could just wipe my bottom with a big rock!”