urine gone

You can hopefully tell that this is going to be an unpleasant story – the squeamish should look away.

Toby had an accident in the car yesterday – after convincing us that he totally didn’t need to go to the bathroom before we left to go to our friends’ house for dinner, it turned out that in fact he did need to go, which he did half-way there. We made the assumption that all we’d need to do would be to change his clothes and wash the cover of his car seat. Well we changed his clothes at the friends’ house, and the plan was to wash the car seat cover today – it didn’t seem that damp so would probably be fine. Emma just called me from home, having taken the cover off the seat, but in the process tipping the seat over, thereby emptying what I’m sure felt like a torrent of day-old pee (which had pooled in the base of Toby’s car seat) on herself and the car’s upholstery. Disaster. Needless to say, she was less than impressed, so I’m going to have to go out to Target tonight to pick up a bottle of aptly named Urine Gone (scroll half-way down this page for details.

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