Last night at work, I overheard this conversation coming from behind the restroom door.
"Mom, did you go pee or poo?"
"Pee."
"Really, because it smells like you went poo."
"Shhh!!!"
"Why are you telling me to 'shhh'?"
Don't you just love the honesty of children? I'm so glad my own are grown, and I have the privilege of using the restroom alone. I can remember when they were little, and I'd worry they'd open the door before I was done. Thankfully, they didn't feel the need to discuss my bodily functions! LOL!
I feel for parents. When nature calls, we have little choice but to bring our babes with us. You can't leave them alone. I felt a little guilty using the handicap stall, but they were usually big enough for the stroller. There should be more family friendly restrooms.
I remember when my boys didn't want to use the "ladies" room anymore. If my husband wasn't around, I'd stand by the "men's" room door, anxiously waiting for their safe return. (I told them to scream if they needed help and I'd bust in.) I'd eyeball the men coming and going. I'm sure they thought I was a strange agent, but I didn't care.
We'd always try to use the restrooms near where the employees were working; the check outs, the customer service area. I'd remind the boys not to speak to strangers, stay with the cart and I'd be as quick as possible.
Answering nature's call shouldn't be stressful, but when you are a parent, it can be quite the adventure.
7 comments:
Ugh! I remember DS using a public restroom. He was into using the restroom by himself + just had to use one at every place we went. (thankfully he grew out of that lol). Me + my mom were waiting outside. It was taking a while but he used to check everything out. Use the hand dryers. Play with the soap etc so we really weren't worried. Then a man brought him out. He was crying + screaming + embarassed. The man said the restroom was huge + had lots of doors + he couldn't find his way out. He was pounding on a locked janitors door trying to get out of restroom. We never heard a thing. Never heard him scream. Nothing. That was a scary experience.
When I'd go places with my little brother I'd swing the door open every once in a while and yell, "Are you okay?" ;)
i loved this entry...it reminded me of when i was in our home bathroom and to get some privacy i would lock the door but little fingers could be seen underneath the door, trying to communicate with me...makes my eyes tear up just thinking back on it... and the little voice saying "mommy...."
Great blog. I didn't have to experience this, but I'm sure I missed something really special. Seriously. I can see how it could cause some stress!
cute story! Yes little children can usually cause us to be embarrassed for their truthfulness. I am glad mine are all grown also and not have to go into stalls with them telling the world what was going on on the toilet.
Wow! It has been an awfully long time since I had any such encounter. Aging takes us farther and farther "away" from remembering those common everyday events associated with our children as they were growing up. I am a Greatgrandfather now so you can see that it would be a long, long, loonngg,
time since I "was at bat" on the public bathroom scene.
Cheers,
Jim the Fee
That story beings back memories.
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