Bathroom Humor at its best...True Stories

Alright guys, I hope you are ready for this one.

My dear Sydney. (What else can I say)

Potty training Sydney (Two-years-old) has been an adventure. I could tell you stories all day of things this girl has thought of or said while using the restroom. First of all, she likes to classify things in every day life in categories of Daddy, Mommy, and Baby-size. SOOO...if she is being too loud, I can tell her, "Sydney, baby voice." and she will talk in a whisper. (Usually) Okay, so when dear little Sydney uses the restroom, she says, "Mommy, wanna see it? Look! A Daddy one and a Mommy one. I not done. I make a Baby one." So, Brennan and I are usually laughing quite a bit during these times. BUT, this one took the cake the other day.

I made Sydney go to Hobby Lobby with me the other day. As usual, mid-way through our excursion, Sydney needed to use the bathroom. So, I took us to the back where I had to unload the carseat with Zeke in it, Sydney, and my diaper bag and attempt to open the big door. A nice woman held the door open for us. We walked to our usual stall, (a big handicap one since we have so much stuff) and closed the door. I noticed that the woman went to the stall next to us. So, I undress Sydney and set her down. We were the only ones in there other than this woman. All of a sudden the mother-load of unloading started taking place. (Not by Sydney) I don't know how else to explain this other than this woman was having some major issues. I was embarrassed for her so I tried to distract my daughter from drawing attention to it. Nope, too late. "Momma, What's THAT?"
"Nothing Sydney, Look at the baby!" I tried to distract her.
More LOUD noises from the stall next to us.
"Mommy! What's that?"
"Sydney, look at the silly baby...Where is Zeke?"
Then it happened. The stall next to us was continuing to rumble. Sydney, in her loudest voice looked at me excitedly and said, "MOMMY! That's THUNDER! PRGHHH!" (I don't know how to write the noise she makes...but imagine a two-year-old making a thunder noise---Loudly!)
I was trying so hard not to laugh...but it was very difficult! I couldn't stop Sydney, who continued in our otherwise quiet bathroom to explain to me that there was thunder and rain in the bathroom. I quickly wiped her, washed our hands, and got out of that bathroom.

Sydney has brought up the thunder and rain several times since. So, next time you have to use a public restroom to do your business, you better hope Sydney doesn't come in at the same time!!