Carrot juice

On our car ride from new Salisbury to Cincinnati abney and Sydney were sleeping soundly when I hear a sweet voice from the back.

Abney: mommy?

Me: yes baby?

Abney: papa just, just have me carrot juice and now my seat is just wet.

Me: abney, did you have an accident?

Abney: uh-huh

Hysterical gas station stopped with full nudity, golden shower from car seat to daddy, and a boat load of beer to accompany us for our now late arrival to the party.

Love that instead of telling me she had an accident she instead informed me that papa did it.