Balancing life as a freelance musician and mom of two in Madison, WI.
Heh. This reminds me of being at the museum with Roz on Friday: when she was running through the giant heart, she suddenly looked at me and said "Dad, I'm peeing!" We rushed to the bathroom - which of course was impossible to locate, so really we were just rushing around - and she managed to hold the rest of it. Underpants were wet, though!
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