To my horror, Hudson announced that he needed to go to the bathroom while we were visiting the Eastern Idaho State Fair. I knew there was no talking him out of it because he was already doing a little dance. Naturally he insisted that I be the one to take him. We made our way through the crowd and into the women's restroom. The line was winding to the door way and I knew we were going to have an accident.
Just then a woman came out of her stall exclaiming, "That's nasty! There is no toilet paper and the toilet sprays water all over the seat.." With that news, everyone hunkered in line. Except for us.
"We'll take it!" I said as I pushed Hudson toward the stall.
"Oh, and did I mention- the seat is all wet," the lady reminded.
"That's fine he stands," I informed. My audience in line chuckled with envy.
And that my friends is the reason there is never a line in the men's bathroom.
They don't care about toilet paper and wet seats are never a bother.
1 comment:
How can you not love this story! Priceless! I am sure he was glad to be a boy that day!
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