Picking the girls up from the sitter’s house today: Me: Ok girls, let’s go. They stood in the car (yes, we did buy a mini-van, and no, I am not ready to give up calling my vehicle a car, despite its irrefutable vanness) staring at me. Me: Come on girls. Hurry up, get in your seats or I am going to pee. Briar: Are you going to pee in the car, mommy? Me: No, honey, but I really have to go, so let’s hurry. A: Mommy peein’. Me: No, not quite yet, but hopefully soon. Briar: Mama, did you drink something that makes you pee? Me: I guess I must have. A: Mama peein’. Briar: Here let me check. I was buckling Avery in…