As I have mentioned previously Wrigglebot is now toilet trained apart from the odd accident and nappies at night. So you can imagine my pride when on a long car trip he yelled out, ‘Mummy, Mummy wees wees.’ There have been moments of great accomplishment and satisfaction in my life; finishing Year 12 exams, getting my licence, graduating from uni but this moment would have to be up there. Simply being in the car and hearing my two year old say ‘Mummy wees.’ It was as if all of my efforts had finally paid off. My pride was overwhelming, I almost shed a tear, but I didn’t.

Luckily while I was oversentimalising Husband slammed on the brakes and pulled over to the side of the highway. I rushed over, unbuckled Wrigglebot and found an appropriate tree not far from the road (modesty doesn’t matter so much when you are two) where he proceeded to do his business while watching his favourite things: cars and trucks.  Apparently doing wees on the side of the highway was a bit of a hit because not ten minutes later, he had to do wees again and ten minutes after that again. The third time we just told him to hold it because, quite frankly, no little boy can contain that much wee and every little boy wants to stand there and see cars and trucks whizzing by, the more naked the better.

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