Metallic Blue

You gotta love 3-year-olds; they know how to enjoy life.

We went to a local restaurant tonight. When we are out in public, and Jason needs to go to the toilet, I usually look sideways at Poo, and she takes him to the toilet. In my world, this is Mommy's job. Tonight, we were in the restaurant, and Jason tugged on my shirt to tell me, "I need to pee!" I looked at Poo sideways and she turned to Jason and said "OK, go ahead." And he went to the toilet by himself.

"Wow!" I exclaimed, "he can go to the bathroom by himself now!"

A minute later, Jason was back. Five minutes later, he needed to go pee again. That was quick, but he was drinking a lot of water, so we sent him to the toilet again.

Ten minutes later he wanted to pee again, and off he went. "Poo, what's the matter?" I asked, "is he sick?"

"No," she informed me, "in this restaurant, they have a bright blue chemical dispenser in the toilet, so he loves to flush the toilet and watch the metallic blue water swirl down the pipes!"