be-musings

Matthew and I went to the lake this afternoon. Halfway to the main beach he announced "I have to go pee" and pulled off to the side. I said "Honey, the outhouse is not far away." "No mom, I can't wait. Can't I just go in the bushes?" Well, I couldn't deny him when he was desperate, so said "okay" and kept a lookout what he faced the brush. Will it ever end????