I know she looks cute and innocent but this kid is obsessed with sitting on the can in public bathrooms! |
I would like to ask any of you if you have ever spent much time in a ski area mens room. Well, let me tell you, it is quite a damned treat. I usually hold my breath before I go in and make it out just before I go hypoxic and fall over. There is nothing like the smell of disgusting guys at a ski area, venting their waste from the previous night's debauchery. I don't know quite what lends to it's specific odor, but I am here to tell you, it ain't a good one.
A crapper similar to the ones I have experience with |
I think this was one of the "poopers" next to us yesterday! |
Well, here's to looking forward to the day when this kid of mine can poop on her own!
Humbly,
Wacky Dad
You crack me up and just confirm what a dedicated super dad you are. We have all been there - my son has seen and heard some choice things in the not-so-demure ladies room. ("What is this candy machine doing in the bathroom?"
ReplyDeleteSoon enough Mia will be going potty faster and independently... try to find the staff bathroom at stinky places... "its for the child" you say.
Love the candy machine comment. I wish I wrote down some of the things Mia blurts out in the bathroom. My memory is so bad but sometimes she comes out with some real beauties. I need to take a notepad in there with me from now on! Love the staff bathroom idea! Thanks for taking the time to read!
ReplyDeleteOne time Mike brought Matt into a bathroom at a rest stop on Rt 81 and there was a HUGE guy at the urinal. Matt stared at him for a minute and then loudly declared to Mike, "He's FAT!!!" to which Mike, quick on his feet said, "Yeah he's big, he must be a football player!". That seemed to please the guy.
ReplyDeleteAnd Cam used to love to throw his jacket down on the restroom floor and rub his hands all over the walls. BLLLLEEEEEECCCCCHHHHH.......
You haven't smelled a bad bathroom until you have gone into a bathroom at a pea soup restaurant. I had the pleasure of being dragged into a pea sup restaurant/truck stop by my father in law one time when we were in California. A fouler odor cannot be produced.
ReplyDeleteOoooh that sounds pretty damned bad Greg! I'll skip that one! Don't even like pea soup that much!
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