I would like to know how other mothers do the following: public restrooms with children. Currently, I force my 4-year-old into the cubicle with me because I have learned that if I don't, she will peek under all the other stalls while I am conducting my business. Recently, she crawled under the stall to visit with the poor, unsuspecting, and, I might add, vulnerable person. Thankfully, it was my sister.
Well, the other day, we were at the craft store restroom and I forced her to go into the handicap stall with me. We use this stall because it is nice and roomy. Well, to occupy herself, she started creating a softball-sized ball of TP. She turned to me and said as she patted my knee, "Don't worry Mommy, I will wipe you!" This comment I found especially ironic since she hasn't found the time or effort to learn how to wipe herself. Thankfully, when it was time for the paperwork, she chickened out and said, "Mommy, you a big woman. You know how to do it yourself...right?" AS IF! I learned how to do that a couple of years ago! Thank you very much! :D
I only have one little rascal to wrestle with in the public restroom, thankfully, Sassy's older sister has finally learned how to control herself in public. How do people do it with more than one? Please share!
She's a cutie...but I still wouldn't want to see her peeking at me under a stall door!
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I avoid public restrooms at all costs. I have a bladder of steal and I keep a little potty in the van for the kids. Other people really appreciate this when they see me dumping the pee in the bushes, which makes me wonder if they get mad at dogs in parks.
We pile all four of us girls into one restroom, at least when there is a handicap stall. Any other time the two big ones are allowed into a stall near mine and are given a dire warning if they try anything.
I've always been very STRICT in public restrooms. My kids know not to touch anything and to cover the seat with TP, and to use a paper towel to open the door. My problem is Kam. He doesn't want to step foot into a women's restroom, and I don't want him to step foot into a men's restroom by himself.
All of us pile into the largest stall possible and are allowed to pee in the following order:
1. Who asked to go first?
2. E-Man
3. Me
I drug them in the stall with me the same as you. It too shall pass, it always does.
Just be glad you have girls. Try knowing what to do with your 7-year-old. I'm still a paranoid mom who makes him go to the women's with me. I try to tell him it is the family bathroom, but I don't know how many more years he will buy that one.
Yes, yes, I remember it well. Conducting my business in semi-privacy and ALL OF A SUDDEN a small person pops out from under the barrier. Fortunately for both of us, I love her.
I just hope she isn't now scarred for life by the experience. :oD
DellP...just be glad she didn't say, "You have legs like my dad.....furry!" The family member who heard that gem was scarred I believe.....:D
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