I smell bacon…and yellow snow

Tonight after leaving Southridge, Beckett told us he had to pee. We asked him if he could hold it until we got home, about two blocks later he said that he could not. I sped down the street and took a couple quick turns and power slid the Buick into what I thought was the parking lot of some closed business; so he could relieve himself anywhere but in the backseat of the car. The pee hit the snow before his feet hit the ground – right in front of what turned out to be the Greendale Police Department. Beckett was super excited for his first snow pee and exclaimed, “my potty melted the snow just like Rudolph’s red nose!” Then went on to sing Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer – liberally sprinkling the words wiener, potty and pee throughout. Merry Christmas you filthy animals.

(No one was ticketed during this public urination)