
Earlier this week John had a fever. I was holding him on my lap as I was talking on the phone. He got a weird look on his face and I wondered if he was going to throw up. A few seconds later I understood the look. I felt a warm sensation on my legs. He needed to go to the bathroom and of course being on the phone I wasn't exactly paying that much attention to his needs.
Oh well, at least he didn't pee on the chair.
Oh well, at least he didn't pee on the chair.

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