On Saturday we headed out for my freind's little boy's first birthday party, well my DH says he has a general idea where they live,they just moved there and we've never been there. To make a long story short,we got lost for over an hour, I had to pee and was getting quite irritated with DH who kept going down streets that were way off the main road we were supposed to stay on.
We call my friend and get directions from where we pulled over, when suddenly we hear a noise from jack and I see projectile vomit flying all over the back seat, all over him and the floor. I had to pee so bad that in the process of trying the strip Jack and helping Sean find a towel in the trunk and laughing I peed my pants. So now there we are with puke everywhere, all over us now and I also have wet shorts, it was literally the worst car trip I can remember lol, so needless to say we had to go home and take showers and take the carseat out and clean that. We never made it to the party, I felt bad! But come to find out their little one had a 103 temp and the next day they were all really sick so maybe it's a good thing we didn't go after all!
Just wanted to share my lovely Saturday experience with you's!