The restroom facilities at the park this last weekend were indoors but amounted to not much more than wood stalls separating a couple of tin drums over holes in the ground with toilet seats fastened to the top for comfort’s sake. It’s not like having to dig your own hole to squat over, but it smells pretty much the same.

My four year old got one look at the older boys heading to the woods to relieve themselves rather than brave the stench and decided that she did not need to use the restroom for the duration. To her credit, the girl has a impressive bladder control for a preschooler and even with a whole can of soda in her, she didn’t ask to use the potty until we got home. Read Full Article