The places we pee

One more post to round out the day, and there's definately no pictures involved with this one. I'm sure most people who read this blog know that Cora is potty trained and has been since before Christmas. However she's not super predictable yet and does still have the occasional accident. So, up until today I really thought I was the super prepared for ANY potty situation I came up against.
Side note here, I realised I needed to up the "readiness" factor a few weeks ago when we were downtown and Wyatt desparately needed to pee. No appropriate place to take him into, it was lunch hour so there were tons of people around which ruled out peeing outside next to mommy's car, and he couldn't make it a couple blocks to daddy's office. He ended up peeing in his water bottle....then he brought it in the house and showed daddy! Sometimes there are just no words........
Anyhow, so super prepared right? Portable potty in the car now, extra set of clothes, even some old diapers because you can "go" in them and they'll soak it up. Well we used that extra set of clothes at my gym today and she didn't have to go when we left the gym. We headed to the store and about half way through the store (which shall remain nameless in case any employees ever stumble upon this) she says "I gotta go pee!" with a rather urgent expression. We run across the store to the bathroom, ditch the cart and I sit her up on the big potty only to discover it's an autoflusher! One of those super loud ones that flushes with every tiny movement and sprays water onto your backside due to it's massive "potty power". Let me tell you if your kids don't already think the potty might swallow them up, this monster will do the trick! So she's terrified but needs to pee, she's also clinging to me, so she's likely to pee on me! I'm frantically looking around for ANY other option and I spy the sink (yes, I am hanging my head in shame as I write this) and it's my only other option, I knew she'd never make it out to the car. So, I hold her up there on the corner, hang her little hiney over the sink (and it was an autosink too so it sprayed water 10 or so times but at least it wasn't as loud) and she was able to go. I sighed in relief and then got paranoid that there might be some way they'd know! We rinsed away the evidence and very casually walked back to our cart. All of this happenned in a "family" bathroom too so thankfully no one walked in to see a toddler peeing in the sink where they were going to wash their hands.
So for all of our relatives who read this, I apologize if I have just tarnished the family name and for my "mommy" friends I apologize if I have just taken mothering to a whole new low. You never know, maybe someone will find this helpful, or at least know to stay away from the autoflushers!