Or alternate title: The Urinals Should’ve Been a Tip Off.
Last night after yoga I was a teensy bit mortified to find myself in the boy’s bathroom. I heard a man’s voice and thought WHAT THE H IS A MAN DOING IN THE GIRL’S BATHROOM? And then I realized that I was indeed the potty foreigner (it was surprisingly clean, by the way!) I ran out of there with my head down and my hands covering my face. Not the best way to end a relaxing yoga night.
To give my obviously scrambled brain a little break and since tomorrow and Friday are the kids’ half year birthdays, I’m going to post pics of our adventures for the next couple days instead of, you know, writing words. I have crafts, cakes, escapades and (as always) last minute gifts to plan and make, so wish me luck!