  This morning I was driving in from Galveston (my parents are there for my mom's birthday) to take Aidan to school and he suddenly started crying and said something inaudible, but to the effect of pee pee and underwear.
I asked him if he had an accident and he said not yet. We're so new to this whole potty-ing thing that I didn't dare push my luck. I exited the freeway, and pulled into this apartment complex's driveway. I took him down from his seat and walked over to the grass and explained that he would have to pee on the grass. I don't know why I thought he would have a hard time understanding or protest, but instead he proceeded to let loose the little arch of pee without comment.
Boys are so weird. I bet he enjoyed it. A roadside pee is a nightmare for girls. I literally have horrible childhood memories about having to drop drawers next to the car when I was young. Anyway, this little experience goes on the list (no, I don't have a list) of Aidan accomplishments. 
