This excerpt precedes last week’s, but getting to that point took some work. Below shows some of the typical times we had with the kids…
I like that one there,” I said pointing out a couple of rings that slightly appealed to me. “I like smaller versus something like that big thing (which was probably no more than ½ a carat), and I’m not big on solitaires.”
“Dad! Come on! Can we go get ice cream?” Blair pulled lightly on Brendan’s arm.
“Just a minute. Laura and I are looking at something.”
“I have to go to the toilet.”
Bella nodded, and Brendan shrugged at me.
“I’ll take her,” I offered, sighing at the parental realities that punctuated our romance.
“I have to go too.”
“Come on Blair. Really?” Brodie shook his head.
“Well, let’s all go then,” I suggested. “I wouldn’t mind using the restroom either.”
“Why do you call the toilet a rest room?” Bella questioned.
“I don’t know. I guess it seems more private. Like not announcing to the world what you’re doing in there. In the old days ladies went to “rest” or powder their noses. They didn’t want to tell everyone they had to pee. Why do you call it a toilet?”
She and Blair laughed. “Because that’s what it is!”
“Good point,” I conceded.
Brodie rolled his eyes. “Let’s just hurry up and get out of here.”
Brendan and I decided it might be better to leave the kids at home next time.