I used to think my parents were being dramatic, but looking back as an adult I can’t blame them since I was notorious for waiting til the absolute last second.
I remember when I was 8, we were visiting the Baltimore aquarium. My parents got occupied wrangling us and figuring out logistics, so it wasn’t until lunchtime that my mom suddenly goes “oh shoot! I need a bathroom break!” and i was the first kid to get dragged into the family bathroom.
I had been so excited to see all the animals that I didn’t want to stop, so for the last 2-3 hours I’d been slowly peeing in my goodnites. I didn’t want her to see since it was made clear that the pull-ups were only in case of emergencies. I protested saying I didn’t need to go, but she overrides me and insists I try.
Unfortunately there’s no urinal, so the moment I sat down she noticed my pull-up was soaked.