After running an errand, I had to pee really badly (TMI??). Luckily, there was a gas station right next door to the store we were in (which unfortunately did not have a bathroom). B2 has associated gas stations with "treats," thanks to my parents who usually buy him some type of juice or candy whenever they take him to the gas station. So, as soon as B2 found out we were going to the gas station, he immediately asked if I would buy him a treat. I told him no, and his response?
"Please Mom, just let me have my moment!"
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