I have just realized advantage #1 to being “The Only Girl”.  This week Willie and I took the our sons (eldest – age 9 and youngest – age 6) on a little mini vacation.  We spent the night in downtown Toronto and played Tacky Tourist for 2 days.  Now that the boys are older, it’s is no longer appropriate for them to accompany me into the female washroom (unless there’s extenuating circumstances) nor do they want to.  No, no.  They want to go to the men’s room.  And I’m not a man.  So Willie was on bathroom duty the whole time.  And those kids like to go – a lot!

In fact, I suspect that they just like to check out unknown washrooms to see what’s inside.  What will they find?  Automatic toilet flushers?  Automatic faucets?  New and different kinds of soap dispensers?  Those cool new hand dryers that you just stick your hands into?  Perhaps there’s funny pictures on the wall, or a little tray of toiletries free for the using.  The possibilities are endless.  And each washroom passed must be checked out under the guise of “I REALLY have to go!”  And dare we not believe them?  Dare we get ourselves into some kind of emergency situation?  No.

So go ahead guys, I’ll just wait out here . . . where it’s clean and germ free, and I get a quiet but quick break.