We were at the grocery store yesterday when Boston told me she had to use the bathroom. I wan’t surprised. She always has to use the public restroom. I think she has some sort of fascination with the things, needing to experience each and every one of them.
Show me a place we have been and I will tell you what their bathroom looks like. Grocery stores, beaches, parks, you name it–we have sat on all of their thrones.
Recently, Pierce has grown even more fascinated than his sister, and jumps at the opportunity to try out each new flushing system. Did you know they are having a drought here in California? Don’t tell that to my two year old. I think his toilet flushing alone could be the cause of it.
And now he too has to sit on the germ infested seat, and I wonder if I may just hold out on pushing the potty training any further.
I try to put that cover on the seat when its available, or to line it with toilet paper but it always falls in when they sit down. And what does it matter, I suppose, when they are touching every other square foot of the stall?
I have tried to come to a place where I don’t let myself think deep about it. I make the stop as quick as their little toddler selves will allow and scrub our hands with as much soap as possible.
Perhaps it helps them in building up their immune systems??
But now I will return back to my first Boston having to use the grocery store’s bathroom story:
“Mom, it’s a good thing they have a bathroom at this grocery store!”
“Yes, it is.”
“Yes, because if they didn’t have a bathroom we would have to wait a long time to go potty! We would have to wait for ten minutes!”
Happy Friday, Mommas! Enjoy your weekend, make lots of memories, sneak in a million kisses, and hopefully score lucky with getting your little ones to use the bathroom at home! 🙂
2 thoughts on “Dirty Public Potties”
Oh I know what you mean! I cringe when they tell me they have to go when we’re out and about. It was worse when they were all little and I had to drag them all inside the biggest stall. While I’m trying to keep one from falling in the toilet, the other ones are all over the floor, crawling under the door or into the next stall. Yep, like you, I try not to think too deeply about it. We’re just making memories to laugh about later. 🙂
10 minutes- ahaha! And yes, DO NOT THINK ABOUT IT. It’s the only thing that gets me through it. And the lined t.p. always falls in for me too. There was a bathroom at a gas station in GA on our road trip…oh my gosh…so disgusting. Side of the building, no key to get in…in an area where I thought at any second we would witness a crime. So bad…shm…