the inconvenience of #2

I have recently noticed a trend in my house. Whenever we have a particularily rushed morning, one of my children inevitably needs to use the bathroom right before we head out the door. Coats will be on, I will have my purse, keys and baby carrier in hand.  And suddenly, Jem will announce that he has to use the potty. The coat comes off and the rest of us stand and wait while he does what needs to be done. Or Tru will disappear and get really quiet and then come back a few moments later announcing that he needs me to change his diaper.
It used to be worse. I'm sure other moms have experienced this one. You are buckling your kids into the car and the smell hits you and you realize that in the time it took to usher everyone out the door, one of your little loves did his/her business. And now you have all of your kids buckled into the car and you have to take them all out and back into the house to change a diaper. Twenty years ago you could have just locked the car and left the other ones behind while you ran back in, but now-a-days doing that will have child services showing up at your front door.
This seems like the dumbest thing to blog about but it happened yesterday and again today and I was just so frustrated by it. I don't like to be late and it seems like my children's digestive systems can't get with the program. It is just one more tiny little thing that is completely out of my control. I never knew how much I enjoy control until I had kids and realized how little I actually have.

photo by Leo Reynolds  http://www.flickr.com/photos/lwr/3992825492/