On our last evening with
cabin77 in Austin, we took the kids and went to Waterloo Icehouse. Waterloo is a great little restaurant that boasts of a lovely playscape for the children and an enclosed porch where the parents can decompress while the rug rats play. Since by our calculations
cabin77 and I had MORE than earned decompression that week, we meandered over to eat, drink and be merry while the kids had kid-time.
It was going along swimmingly; then
cabin77 choked on her beverage and began frantically motioning toward the far side of the playscape. I glanced over, then did a double-take as I saw Calvin - pants down around his ankles - "watering" a small tree in plain view of the entire restaurant. Mortified, I raced out and corrected the situation as quickly as possible before bringing the little guy in to the table to discuss the situation.
"Calvin," I said quite seriously, "you can't just drop trou in a public place and pee on a tree. That's not at ALL appropriate. That's what the bathrooms are for! Everyone could see you, and your private parts are private. So let's not do that again."
He thought for a moment, and I decided to recap. "So what are you going to do next time?"
Without missing a beat, he cocked his head quizzically and asked, "Find a bigger tree?"
*headthunk*