we went out for an errand that turned into an extra long one! nj was a good sport, we were in the car longer than we expected and he complained of hunger and needing to going to the bathroom. when we were finally almost home, he burst out crying out of no where. i kept trying to ask him to stop crying and just tell us what's wrong! he sobbed that he had gone. oh, great! but when i thought about it, i'm glad he cried about it. only because that means he doesn't like the feeling or that he knows he's not supposed to. either way, it's better than him not caring about it. once we got home, he was totally dry! that was weird... but good.
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