OK. I thought that the excitement for the night was over, I settled back into my trusty chair by the fire and ... low and behold... little miss 9-year-old "I have to do everything that you do" decided that she needed to go pee in the bush too. I had had quite enough pee for the evening and felt that she would be just fine peeing behind a bush. About a minute later...walking like a bow-legged cowgirl, I see my little 9 year old approaching me with a sad, disgusted face on. I knew exactly what happened as I saw the flickering of the campfire dancing on her dripping legs. I asked her what happened and she told me that she didn't think that if she peed ON the bush that her pee wold run down the leaves and branches right back onto her legs. I burst into laughter, instantly making her cry, then gave her a big hug stating that we were now the PEE King and Queen of the campsite.
Enough was enough...we all used the "real" bathrooms for the rest of our trip.
We’re not going anywhere.
2 days ago
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The beauty of living out of the city is my boys pee outside all of the time:)
Yeah. even our sweet little 13 year old has decided that is good for the plants...as well as protecion from wild animals, for him to pee in all of the buhes around our house...instead of using one of the 4 bathrooms. I think he is either too lazy to walk to the bathroom or he thinks it is fun.
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