Poop Happens...

So we decided to leave a day earlier for California...Probably my first mistake! Before I even get into the story you have to know that Brandon was out of town when all of this occurred... So I took Mack to get his haircut before the big trip. We were trying to leave and I couldn't get the key in the car door. An hour later a locksmith showed up to charge me way too much money to put WD-40 in the hole and tell me the key was worn. So I missed my eyebrow appt. which was very important, and ran out of time to run the rest of our errands. Mack made it on time to Adley's Birthday Party that he was so excited about, Moon Bounce and all. I headed home to start packing...When I went to pick Mack up my car wouldn't start. What? 2 weeks ago I had everything checked out and was good to go...Finally got it started, picked Mack up with Walter, who was in a towel soaking wet and shaking from a bath with the car still running and drove straight to have the Hummer looked at. It was the battery.They had to have some guy drive it over and install it, since I was leaving on a road trip to California in like an hour. My brother Parker met me at the car place stayed there with Mack, while I drove Walter home in his truck to finish packing...Seriously threw my entire closet still on hangers in the car and packed every article of clothing Mack owns, stacked it to the ceiling and slammed the door. The car was working now and we were all in....Me (the driver), Parker (co-pilot), Mack, and Walter. We decided to follow my Cousin Garrett and his Clan down in case we had anymore problems. Well we got to Lindon, Ut about 3 exits from our house when Mack decided to tell me he was so sorry, but had an accident. What kind of accident? You don't have accidents? So we pulled over at Harley Davidson's who I need to apologize to for the poopy underwear that was left in their trash can. Yes, they were his favorite Calvin Klein pair...Got in the car realized it was all over his seat, had to tear the padding off and the poor kid had to ride on a plastic seat the whole way. On the road again, laughing hysterically at the day so far when a sweet voice from the back siad, "Mom when we get to the hotel I need to go to the bathroom again." So we pulled over...it was 12 degrees and Mack was pooping on the side of the road, the worst part of it was we had no wipes. Nothing but a Wendy's bag...We repeated this lovely event 2 more times, 1 time Walter was out on the freeway... before making it to Vegas for the night. Mack was such a trooper and never cried or complained. I taught him that "Poop Happens" and it happens to the best of us and never at the right time...Other words may have been used... We saw the lights.....Vegas here we come. Well we got to the La Quinta @ 11:00pm. There was a guy being arrested out front...no biggy! There were 2 beds and Garrett, Sydney, Tanner, Me, Parker, Mack, and Walter...Needless to say it was a little tight, but we are one happy family so we didn't care. Mack had a long bubble bath and we were all litterally pooped and ready for bed. The kids and Walter had other plans...Tanner and Mack giggled all night, which made Walter bark.Yes in the hotel room, thought they were going to kick us out...Around 1 or 2 we all fell asleep, woke up around 6 am and drove the rest of the way. Yes poop happens...just glad my family was there to share it with me...Major Mackay Moment