Day two of our trip was mundane. The baby had just been potty trained so we are always in need of a bathroom. During one of the stretches of seeing no city in sight, the baby said she needed to go potty. We frantically looked around for some sort of civilization. After about 10 minutes of driving we couldn't find anything so we pulled over and tried to get her to on the side of the road. It turned into a fit. She did not want to go on the side of the road , she wanted a bathroom. It was a beautiful meadow we told her she was watering the flowers. She continued to cry and yell that she wanted a bathroom. I did not want her back in the car in the state she was in. There was no way I could handle this fit. I was already frustrated with the drive. He was getting frustrated because we were loosing driving time.
He finally got her to calm down and we continued on our drive. We hoped that she could wait until we found a place to stop. About a 1/2 hour later we saw a gas stop and diner called Diner. For me it was a little sketchy but the baby was happy. I took her to the restroom that left a lot to be desired. I would've gladly gone on the side of the road compared to this establishment that I swear I saw in one the friday the 13th movies. So now we were happy and back on the road.
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