jnwilkerson

I was sitting in the car line at my oldest son’s school yesterday. It was about 2:45 and he doesn’t get out until 3:00, so I was balancing my checkbook and taking my time. Suddenly my three year old yells from the back seat, “I need to go pee!” Well I took that as a five minute warning and began packing up my things so we could go into the school and Jesse could use the bathroom. Our van has automatic sliding doors and I opened both of them at the same time. Jesse got out on the passenger side and waited for me on the sidewalk while I got Owen (baby) out from my side. In the ten seconds it took me to walk from the driver’s side to the sidewalk, Jesse had pulled his pants down to his ankles, in front of about thirty other parents sitting in their cars, and was peeing on the sidewalk with his hips thrust foreward making quite a stream in the air (that always impresses him). Shocked, I put the carseat down on the sidewalk and swept Jesse up in my arms, in midstream, and stood him as inconspicuously as possible, next to the van where only a FEW parents could see. Needless to say, everyone stared as we made our way into the school to wait on Joshua. It was quite easy to see which parents had boys and which ones only had girls. The parents of boys were sitting in their cars smiling or laughing and gave me a friendly glance as we past their car. However, the parents who have never been “blessed” with boys, had the most disgusted looks on their faces, as if to say, “how dare you allow your child to do that in public!” If only they knew that this was just about a weekly occurance for me. When Jesse says he has to pee, he will drop drawers as soon as he exits the van unless otherwise instructed. Yes, he has peed in the parking lots of the mall, many grocery stores, Bank of America, friends homes, and now, a public school sidewalk. Oh the stories I’ll have to tell his wife one day.
~Audrey