It's 7am, I just poured my second cup of coffee and a silly memory popped into my head for no apparent reason. But it made me laugh at myself so I'll share!
Katie and Lexie were young, but I don't remember exactly how old they were. Must have been around age 5 or 6ish. Maybe 8. I dunno, something like that. And I don't remember which kid this was; let's blame Lexie.
We were eating at a buffet restaurant and Lexie (probably) had to use the bathroom. She was just old enough that I let her go by herself. I was nervous, but we were seating right next to the bathrooms so I could see if anyone else went in or if she was having trouble with the door, or I could just stare at the bathroom door with anxiety until she came out. Sure, go by yourself, big girl.
She did. She went to the bathroom and went in. I waited and waited and waited.
She was taking too long. She was in there way too long. I tried to give her ample time to take care of business, but she'd been in there way too long. Maybe she fell in. Maybe she can't open the door to get out. Maybe... oh, let's not go there, crazy imagination!
I went to rescue her. I'm sure I flew out of my seat and sprinted to the bathroom after finally freeing myself from the restraints of parenting an independent child. Mother bear took over. Mother Bear and Freespirit Mom often duke it out in my head. One wants to hover and protect at all times and one wants to let 'em live and learn. It can get ugly between them.
I flung the door open and ran into the bathroom only to find it empty. Nobody was in there! I started calling her name. Nothing. Nobody. PANIC!!! I ran out to go tell someone to call the police and let my husband know that our child went missing, and there she was at our table.
"Hi Mom. Why were you in the Men's bathroom?" What? Oh, geez, I was! That's why there was a urinal in there, I hardly noticed it. Husband was sitting there laughing hysterically. I bet he saw me go in the wrong door.
My rescue skills have improved since then. I think. I'm not going to let the little girls go into a public restroom by themselves anytime soon though.
What a crazy memory to start off my day!
Too funny! I always almost go into the wrong bathroom at this one movie theater (did go in one time lol).
ReplyDelete*snort* *giggle* *giggle* *snort* Yeah... I can see that happening. I'm still overly paranoid about letting the wee ones go to bathrooms by themselves, but with Mister Man... well, I just have to stand guard out front. And I do. After ensuring it's the right bathroom ;)
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