So, we were in Brussels earlier today running some errands and after the train ride, we all had to use the bathroom. Here in Belgium, and i think across Europe, most bathrooms have a person who looks after the cleanliness of the bathrooms and you pay a small fee to use it; usually about 50 cents. Ian and I were going to pay and I thought it would be funny to tell him what the lady or gentleman who is in charge of the bathroom is called: Madame Pee Pee or Monsieur Pee Pee. He just kind of smiled and said, “Ohhhh.”

I take him with me into the ladies room and he goes into the stall next to me. While we are doing our business I hear him in there snickering to himself and then I hear him say, “That is disgusting!”, and he laughs harder. At this point I’m a little concerned that Madame Pee Pee has not done her job adequately and there is some foul thing in Ian’s stall.

So we come out of the bathrooms and I ask him, “What was so disgusting?” and he just starts laughing and says, “I can’t believe they are called Madame and Monsieur Pee Pee!!” and he just laughs the whole time while we wash our hands. I probably shouldn’t have told him, but I couldn’t help but laugh at the fact he had been sitting there thinking about that.

Yes, I’m up for mother of the year.

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