Stopping to Peepee Like Koko

A beach-going story I forgot to post.

We left for the beach (which is a few hours away) around 9pm. The idea was for SB to sleep in the car on the way there. I'm not sure why we thought she would do this- she never sleeps in the car. Ever. I, on the other hand, pretty much fall asleep any time I'm in a moving vehicle for more than 15 minutes. This only poses a problem during 2 situations: when I'm driving, and when SB is in the car. Because when she's around, no one can sleep. She talks a mile a minute. No matter how late it is or how long the ride is.

Somewhere around 10:30 or 11pm, she announced that she needed to use the potty. By this time it was very dark (obviously) and we were in the middle of nowhere on Rte 50. We drove for several miles hoping to find a potty, but to no avail. Now for those of you who don't know, when a 3-year old wearing her "big girl pants" says she has to go to the potty, you don't mess around and you don't test her. We're lucky enough to have only had one accident (I'm knocking on wood right now) in the month or so that she's been out of diapers and I didn't want the second to be in the car, on the carseat on which she would have to sit for the second half of the trip to the beach.

So we gave up looking for any type of public place that might be open, and pulled over onto a side street. We have a potty seat cover that we keep in the truck, just in case. TB pulled it out and held it a couple of feet off the ground. I pulled SB's pants down and sat her on the seat, holding her feet away from the hole that her little butt was resting on. She didn't really know what to do at this point. So I told her she was going to peepee on the grass like Koko (the dog).

She seemed ok with this idea, and went for it. In fact, she turned around in the seat so she could watch the stream hit the ground. And for the rest of the trip, she kept talking about how she peepeeed like Koko on the ground.