DS1 is almost 4 & was quite late to potty train so I am still slightly panicky. Today, exactly halfway between the cafe we have just left and our house he announces that he "needs a wee RIGHT NOW Mummy!". I hurry him up the road as fast as I can which is no mean feat with two bags of shopping and DS2 in his pram. I get as far as a big tree on a quiet street about 300yds from our house where he has a wee against the tree. There are no houses nearby, the tree is at tge entrance to a car park. He was cross eyed & tearful with the effort; he would not have made it home. A couple are walking past, giving it cats bum
mouths & looking at me as if I had just openly defecated on their living room floor.
When a boys gotta go, a boys gotta go right? WIBU?