“Why didn’t you say something? From now ’til the end of this trip I’m just going to have Elizabeth check if I can’t trust you to tell me you need to be changed. Honey,” she addressed her husband, “please stop at the next rest stop with a bathroom so I can change this baby.”
“Sure thing, sweetie.” Mr Anderson laughed.
Pulling into the rest stop, Mr. Anderson let the ladies out near the bathrooms and then headed over to get some gas. “I’ll meet you ladies back here” he said as Mrs. Anderson pulled the diaper bag out of the car, took Jessie by the hand and led the way to the women’s restroom.