Jackson and I walked into the front office at school to pick up Logan. I'm busy signing out Logan at the counter and the lady behind the desk starts snapping her fingers with huge fervent eyes in Jackson's direction. I turn to look at what's causing all this commotion and see Jackson in the corner, pants down to his ankles, bum hanging out, ready to pee right that moment on the FAKE ficus tree! I screeched at him just before he let it fly and saved that office a huge pee pee mess. I whisked him down the hall to the bathroom and came out to see an office full of giggling, chuckling, belly laughing school employees. My how quickly a little story flies! Everyone in that office got a great laugh at Jackson's (and my) expense.