The nefarious Eloise has been holding her own bowels hostage for three days. They won't be loosed until we are somewhere very public, and without an extra outfit. I'm scared to leave the house.

We tried to infiltrate the stronghold last night by giving her a bottle of formula (side note: after the formula bottle, she slept for SIX AND A HALF hours. She's getting a formula night-cap from now on). Our plan didn't work, and now we will have to deal with the release of the captive formula as well.

We're going to AAA now to get some maps for our road trip this weekend. There will be a long wait, because there is ALWAYS a long wait at AAA. Pray that the tiny terrorist will continue to be tight-tushied until we get home.