I would guess his age to be four or five.
He was dancing around and holding onto the front of his jeans.
I figure the poor little guy has to take a pee.
I over heard him asking his mother that he has to go pee.
She looked down at him and saw him holding his jeans.
She grab his arm and they rushed off to the bathroom.
I saw them in another aisle and i looked down at his jeans to see if he made it to the bathroom alright.
There was a wet spot on the front of his jeans.
He must not have made it in time and he dribble some onto his jeans.
His mom looked at me. we just made it just in time.
Well sort of. He started to pee before he got his jeans all the way down to the floor.
He did pee a little onto his jeans.
She was telling me all about how he always waits until the very last second before he has to go to let her know that he has to go to the bathroom.

I know what you mean I have been through it with my nephew when he was a little guy like your boy.
He always waited to the last second to tell me that he had to go to the bathroom.
There was times that he also would pee on his jeans before he got them down so he could go into the toilet.
She thanked me for listening to her and understanding.
It was my pleasure.
Never be a shame that you don't make it to the bathroom in time.
It is all about raising children.
She smiled and said it sure is.
I said goodbye to the little guy.
He told me goodbye.
Farm Boy
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