After school today I took the children to the Starbucks inside Barnes & Noble for a little sweet treat. Even though we were only there for 20 minutes, there was the obligatory trip to the restroom.
As we walked in R started reciting my public restroom mantra, "Don't Touch ANY-fing!" As I put P on the potty, R continued saying, "Don't touch any-fing. Don't touch ANY-fing!"
Meanwhile, P started asking loudly about what was going on in the other stalls. "Who is makin' 'dat sound?"
Just then, as if to investigate, K bent down and attempted to peer under the divider into the adjacent stall. I stopped her quickly and explained that was private, but she succeeded in directing everyone's attention to the feet in the stall next door.
P then screamed, "Mama, is that girl with the bird on her foot makin' dose noises?" (She had a tatoo.) "Why's she have a bird on her foot?"
I scrambled to get them out of there as fast as I could. The children suddenly discovered the acoustics in the restroom really aided in their singing abilities. I tried to "sshhh" them then realized as long as they were singing they were not talking...so I let them continue.
As I was quickly Purell-ing all their little hands, thinking the worst was over R screamed, "Good-bye, dirty germs!!!!" I know the poor woman in that stall must have been mortified.
It is a good thing they sound so cute saying "fwap-a-chino."