On a family camping trip, heavy rains left our tent on a tiny island
surrounded by a vast sea of floating camp gear.  Eric was sharing my
sleeping bag, and I woke up to hear him say, "Mommy, I wet the bed."  It
was too, too much.  I just lay there hammering my heels into the ground:
the only adult temper tantrum I've ever thrown.

Diane Wiessinger, MS, IBCLC, LLLL  Ithaca, NY  USA