In a restaurant the other week, I was in the bathroom with Charlotte, and I must confess things have got a little unruly 'down there'. There was someone in the cubicle next door.
Charlotte '*Gasp* Mummy?! Why is your mini so furry?'
I do super quick wee, bundle her out the toilet trying to stem my laughter, basically throw her hands into sink so I don't have to see the mystery person in the cubicle next to mine, and she pipes up 'Mummy! Why are we in such a rush?'
I think out of courtesy the woman in the cubicle waited to come out until after we had left.