Then suddenly as the cashier began scanning their bounty of items, the oldest threw his arms up in the air,
"Dad! Dad! GET ME DOWN, GET ME DOWN!"
Dad: Ok, yeah...[picks him up and gets him out of the cart].
Boy: I've GOT TO GO TO THE BATHROOM!
Dad: No, you have to wait a few minutes.
Boy: NO, I've GOT TO go NOOWWWWWWW!
Dad: No! I can't take you right now!
Boy: I'm going to go to the bathroom in
Nothing happened in the way of bodily waste making a home where it shouldn't, but I think Dad must have popped a few Excedrin when he got home. Utterly cute.