Urine

I am the mother of young boys so I don't expect the kids bathroom to sparkle and shine except for maybe the  5 minutes immediately following a scrubbing by me.  However, I also don't expect to find urine, hmmmm . . .I'll say more than a 3 foot radius away from the toilet to be safe (again young boys).  So, when I walked into the bathroom yesterday and noticed a yellowish liquid substance half dried on the bathroom counter I was actually caught by surprise.  Using my Sherlock Holmes skills (and my nose) I quickly decide that it is indeed pee and am  instantly calling Dallas's name. 

     "Did you pee on the counter?"

     "No."

     "Did you pee in the sink," thinking maybe his aim was just as poor using the sink as it is when he uses the toilet.

     "No." 

I can see his little brain churning at this point and am pretty sure my initial response to question him first is well founded so I ask him straight up.

     "Why is there pee on the counter?"

     "When I was peeing in my water gun some of it spilled out."

     "You peed in your water gun?"

     "Yeah and some of it was just spilling out."

Never, never, never ceases to amaze me that child.  Of course I gave him the nice lecture of not peeing in his water gun and that it would end up in the garbage if he ever did it again and then I kind just had to laugh cause what else can I do? It's something a 12 year old boy would do on purpose to play a disgusting prank not a 5 year old who just doesn't really think things through all of the way most of the time.  

     I did track down the super soaker later and gave it a thorough rinsing out, but it still smells like the boys bathroom in elementary school if you know what I mean.  

Then today Brooklyn decided she needed to represent the girls team.    I had just pulled up to a water park to take the kids swimming.  Trenton, Dallas and Brooklyn were out of the car while I was grabbing all of our stuff and Lexi when Trenton frantically says "Uhhh Mommy!!???" and I look up to see Brooklyn in the middle of the parking lot with her swimsuit bottoms completely off as she is watering the asphalt with her urine.  She never even told me she needed to go potty. . . just took matters into her own hands.  Truthfully I really wouldn't have even cared (you know good for you for not peeing in your pants or whatever) except that there are two other mothers with their children also getting out of their cars at the same time who witness the little public potty incident.  Embarrassing!!!  They were understanding or at least not rude . .maybe they just talked about me later.    Again, whatever.  Who needs toilets anyway?