In which "Fire in the Hole!" means "Pee on the Cannon"

When I was telling you about the cannon that was near the World's Largest Rocking chair, I left part of the story out.

And then Lex saw the photos I posted, and he asked to see the photo of him peeing.

He was disappointed when I informed him that I failed to photograph that particular moment.

So, since he seemed interested in remembering the story, I've decided that it must be fit for storytelling.
(Be warned, we are going to talk about pee following this cute photo, so if you want, you can just scroll down to the next post....)

You see, while he was standing up there on that cannon, Kevin and I walked away a little bit.  We were the only ones around, and we were looking at all the crazy stuff on the porch of the gift shop, which was closed.  First, Lex yelled, "Fire in the hole!" and then he yelled, "Mommy, I need your help!"

He had climbed up too high, and he couldn't get back down, and he had to pee.  So, when he yelled, "Fire in the hole!" he went ahead and put some fire in the hole, so to speak, before I could get over to him to help him down to pee in the bushes.  Which was about par for the trip.

Lex peed in the bushes all over the fine state of Missouri on our trip.  It was his first long trip without pull-ups, and we only had to stop once on the whole way there for him to pee on the side of the road.  He did really well.  His only accident was up there on that cannon, and I can forgive him that with ease.