"You'll have to wait. She's peeing." ---Natalie
I did not wait.
"After you've had babies and you get older, waiting is no longer an option," I explained as I removed the gigantic, disturbing hunk of plastic off the toilet.
"She was GOING!" Natalie said, insulted.
"And now, so am I."
And then I shut the door on her and the freaky doll.
"She was GOING!" Natalie shouted.
Even though I might not have an audience when I go to the bathroom these days, I still have frequent commentary.
And no, I did not feel guilty removing the toy although according to Natalie, I made her wet her dress.