Last week I took care of a friend’s 2 1/2 year old daughter.
Let’s call her Mabel. Mabel takes a gym class with my twins and since her mom had a meeting, it was easy enough for me to bring her along. Plus, it was Rick’s day off and he was around to help, so I’m not as insane as you might initially think.
This little girl Mabel was perfectly behaved and I’m pretty sure I caught her admiring my mothering skills from time to time during the class.
Afterward, she had to use the potty. I left the twins (conveniently in diapers) with my husband and took Mabel to the bathroom. She peed and then because I haven’t peed alone in about 7 years, I peed too.
I thought nothing of this until the next day when Mabel’s mom said to me laughing, “So I heard you peed in front of my daughter!”
That’s right. I got sold out by a 2 1/2 year old.
Apparently, Miss Chatty Mabel told her mom that she, “heard me tinkle.”
Can’t two gals hang out in the loo without ONE of them divulging all the details?!
Now, of course, I could have brought Mabel back to my husband and then returned to the bathroom to pee alone but that’s obviously not great time management. Plus it NEVER crossed my mind.
Since my college days when my friends and I would pee together in a bank parking lot outside our favorite bar (I know. Super classy.), I just assumed that it’s just a thing us girls do. We pee together. No big deal.
Just know, that the next time I find myself needing to pee in a parking lot outside of a dive bar, I won’t be inviting Mabel.
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kelcey kintner
ha! loved this. she totally broke the pee-ers code of conduct.
OK Kelcey, because I love you and I don’t think this is bad I will divulge on your website.
My NEPHEW, a BOY, continuously barges in on me while I’m in the bathroom. It is what it is. I change his diapers. I don’t show him my “stuff” but if he opens the door he knows what’s happening.
He loves going to my parents’ house and only wants my mom, his grandma, to take him to the potty. Sometimes they sit on the john together. It is what it is. As long as he pees and poops we’re all happy.
The fact that “Mabel” (awful name) tattled on you shows she’ll end up being too uptight for her own good – at least in my opinion. Or as you know I’m perfectly comfortable talking about poop seeing as Oprah once said the one thing we all had in common is that WE ALL POOP!!!
Nuff said. Love you.
I almost forgot – I was with you in NOLA when we peed behind a bar or where we could and we are not damaged as a result. So Mabel’s mom may want to reconsider trying to convince her kid to only pee when in a restroom.
Kelsey,
Peeing in that bank parking lot seemed perfectly reasonable at the time. Maybe Mabel will have her day too! I have been loving your blog and I rarely pee alone. Its just a different crowd now.
Strange the Mother of Mabel would even bring it up really!
I cannot believe Mabel sold you out! We used to pee in the catholic church parking lot – all six of us good friends in a line after a night at the bars. So many classy-pee-together memories we made.
My “Mabel” is a 5-year-old boy named Henry who lives 2 doors over. He plays with my youngest daughter all the time and while I fruitlessly tried to sneak in a private pee one day, the door to the bathroom started to barge open. I yelled, thinking it was one of my kids (nice, mom) and I heard, “Oh, sorry Becky”. Seriously. Never thought I’d get interrupted by the neighbor’s SON!
You know – if RICK took her to go potty and then had to make some time management decisions – then I could see the faux pas. But when a mom of four needs to pee and a two year old is in the room. Whatever.
It’s not like that bank was ever open when we peed…
I had the opportunity to try explaining to my 10 year old — who barged into the bathroom — what I was doing with the thing labeled “Tampax”. Yep, that was a winning mom moment. Not so much.
I used to always say I was going to write a book titled “Places I have peed.” My favorite is probably the time I was in the one piece romper (don’t judge, it was a long time ago) and had to go along the side of the road, since it was a one piece I decided to trek a little further into the woods, in the dark, only to roll down a hill. As I walked back to the car covered in dirt and leaves the guy I was with was kind enough to ask if I was OK before bursting out laughing! My favorite quote of my son’s is coming into the bathroom one day while I was peeing and saying “Wow, I wish I could pee out of my butt like you do.” It seemed much easier to just say mmm hmmm than to explain anatomy to a 3 year old!
Ok…confession….My kids are really old so don’t judge me… Can 2 1/2 year olds speak that well to get that point across? We do forget these things ya know!!!!
Kelc, I will pee with you behind the bank anytime & I promise not to tell anyone (especially Mabel). xo
P.S. If Mabel was at Ladies’ Night instead of gym class she probably would not have ratted you out (but then again if you had taken her to Ladies’ Night her would probably have some other issues to discuss with you :-)).
I meant to write her mom . . .
I was once nannying and had to go to the bathroom while we were down at the shops…so I wheeled the girl into the toilet with me, faced her to the wall and went. What else was I meant to do!?
I had a babysitter who came to play with my son when my daughter was just born. I was blown away when I overheard her tell my son she had to go to the bathroom and she’d be right back (words I had lost the ability to string together years ago).
My chin hit the floor when she left his side, closed the door and peed by herself. It was a mixture of shock (you can do that??!?!? and surprise (glad it worked for her). I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t seen it with my own two eyes. So I’m in your boat – would have done the same thing because it wouldn’t have occurred to me to do anything else.
my gf and I stopped to pee out on a country road, in the dark, after many beers, only to drop trow and hear someone walking up behind us. Turns out the cows were peeping toms!
I’m guessing this mom does not pee in front of her daughter? I don’t understand classy people.
Having a 2.5 year old potty training, I would guess she was impressed with your ability rather than anything else. I realized I was doing a good job cheering her on, when at a restaurant bathroom she proceeded to say. “good job mommy, you made tinkle in the potty!” while clapping and jumping up and down. This only happens when strangers are in the stall next to you.