A mini adventure the other day found me at a mall that is not my usual shopping grounds. I also had, in tow, one 3 year old Ella and her favorite 4 year old friend as well. Despite the fact that the day had been filled with promises of things like pet stores and playtime only to discover that pet stores were closed and playtime cut short due to the fact that ewe showed up at the wrong mall, the girls were being rock stars when it came to being patient. They also had amped up the cuteness big time so when they asked if they could go to the bathroom, how could I say no to that?!
Confession: Occasionally I write something clever and then go back and re-read it only to find that I still think I am clever. Did you see what I did there? I ALLOWED them to go to the bathroom. Like using the bathroom is the same thing as getting a cookie. That's some quality stuff there I tell you.
After using the restroom, we came out to wash our hands and ran onto another Mom with 3 in tow of her own. We washed, we chatted, 3 and 4 year old stared down other 3 and 4 year old. (Have you ever seen that happen? It's like when meerkats are staring down other outsider meerkats...no one moves, no one smiles, everyone just sizes up everyones Disney Princess shirts and oversized hairbows.)
As I turned around to leave, the other mother-who was roughly my age-says, "Um ma'am........??"
"You have the, um, toilet seat cover hanging out of the back of your pants..............."
I backed up toward the trashcan (because then no one would see?) and disposed of the paper goods looking for a free ride and thanked the other mother there. We all laughed a nervous laugh as I gathered my meerkats to head out the door. The mom offers one final word....
"Yeah, that's one of those things that's totally hilarious in the WalMart bathroom....but not so much once you walk out the door."