Claire has some issues. I was first alerted to this particular issue this weekend at the Mustang Club, which houses a couple of restaurants, barber shop, coffee shop, club, and slot machines--an eclectic mix, yes, but very fitting for Korea. We had been eating dinner when Claire announced that she had to go to the bathroom. I took her, opened the door to the stall, she took one look at the black toilet seat and said, "I don't have to go. I'll go at home." Great. Whatever. Flash forward to Monday at school. I get a call saying that Claire had been holding herself (my words not theirs, I cleaned it up a bit) and that she had peed herself. Panic set in. This kid hasn't had an accident for a good year. Seriously. What is going on??!! I call Chris and he doesn't know what to do either. I decide to go to talk to Claire at school over my lunch hour, although I prepared to take the rest of the day off--just in case. Immediately upon opening the door, Claire runs ov...