Where are you?

I have blogs floating around inside my head. Memories that I want to remember.

Last week I was at the educational resource store with Sam and Reagan. Just a quick trip to pick up something for the play room. We go into the store and make the purchase. Things are going perfectly. I have perfect children. I am a wonderful mom. Things went like this for about two seconds. And then...

As I am putting Reagan in her car seat I call out to Samuel. I wanted to make sure he was still standing by the truck.

And then it happened.

I turned.

And saw my son.

My perfect son.

Peeing on the tire of my truck.

In the parking lot.

There were people walking by us.

I should have scolded him.

I should have had a moment of correction.

I mean...we can't just pee in parking lots on the tires of cars.

We should have standards.

But...I didn't.

I started laughing so hard I couldn't stop.

Later I did tell Samuel that it was inappropriate to pee on the tire of mommy's truck when she puts Reagan in the car seat.

The things we end up saying as parents!!!!