Tonight, much to my chagrin, Payton had a lacrosse game at 8 p.m. in Catonsville! Ugh! By the time the game started, it was very cool, and we were all wearing sweatshirts and bundled up in blankets on the chilly bleachers.At halftime, Sawyer stood up and announced that he was going to the "bathroom" (term used loosely as this was a port-a-potty of the generic, bright blue, high-school-football-stadium variety. ICK!) I looked at him questioning because he had just been to the lovely facilities about 15 minutes earlier.
"Again?" I said "You were just there!"
"I know" he replied "But it's warm inside so I'm gonna go sit in there for a little bit."
I'm not sure which bothers me more--the fact that it was warm in there or the fact that he was planning to sit. GROAN!
P.S. Payton's team won 7 to 4! Their first victory!
5 comments:
I don't know what to say, I'm just laughing. Love, MOm
funny kid! :)
HA HA!!! I think I told you about my friend whose daughter had to go REALLY BADLY in a REALLY awful gas station restroom. When she got out, her mom said "I hope you were careful not to sit on the seat" to which she cheerfully replied "Oh, I didn't sit on the seat, I sat on my hands!!" - - now say out loud "EWWWWW!!"
Oh my gosh that was so funny!!
Sadly, it looks just like the one next to our church (until we get water and sewer put in someday, sigh). :) The joys of porta-potties!
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