Peeing

So it’s a gorgeous sunny Saturday afternoon at the school playground.  As usual Mi-Ah has to pee.  (What is it with little kids and the need to constantly pee?  Are they like dogs who  like to leave their mark everywhere?)

Mi-Ah says she knows a good place to go but that I’d have to hold her underwear.  Of course I-An runs up (he’s started wearing underwear only as of this week) and he says he has to go too.  I’m standing there holding Mi-Ah’s undie while she shoots a jet stream of pee between the bushes next to the school.  I try not to notice how it’s running down her leg too (she hasn’t quite gotten the deep squat thing down that us poor females have to do).

She’s done and puts her on her underwear (luckily she’s wearing a dress.)  While I’m helping her, it turns out I-An has ran up to the exact spot where she peed and already has his pants and underwear down, standing in the middle of the puddle.  I yell at him to get the heck out of there and luckily he does so.

I-An’s sooo excited now that he can go to the toilet with us now in all kinds of strange places.  This morning it was at the shopping mall.  A lady banged on the door while we were in there.  With 3 of us it takes even longer.  The rudeness of grownups without small children!  They just don’t understand…