Monday, October 12, 2009
toilet seat protectors
Used the public bathroom and it reminded me of a story. When I was 16, I played on the HS tennis team. OK, it only last six weeks, but for those six weeks, I ran the coach's kids around while the other girls were practicing their serves. I guess the coach could already tell I was a lost cause.
"Take Mia to the bathroom, would you Holly?" Coach asked. I took this two year-old to the bathroom and she called me into the stall because she couldn't reach the toilet paper protector sleeve things. "Mom says I always have to use one of those," she instructed. I had no idea what they were. I certainly had never used one, and never really understood what they were. I assumed they were something to do with periods, which since I didn't have yet, I didn't have to worry about.
I reached in there like I do with napkin holders and pulled out all of them. Mia instructed me to only use one. I handed it to her and she carefully placed it on the seat. After she finished, she called me. I had no idea what to do with the toilet protector, so I grabbed it off the seat and took it to the garbage can, sopping wet.