That's what I feel like saying to people around here. I have been here a mere three weeks, and I have already seen FIVE people taking a "wiz" (Tom's word) out in public.
The grand total is actually six if I count Tom's little "emergency" a couple days ago.
Oh wait, I guess it's seven if I count Joni's accident the other day at the playground.
(And none of that includes the picture that's stuck to the inside of our bathroom door - it's of two little boys peeing out on a sidewalk, and there's no earthly way to remove it).
Yes, this is my life.