Sacred Water Closet

We excused ourselves from the Knowledge Bowl, during Sunday school this morning, in order to locate the restroom - the urgency of which I had been alerted to when Logan's dance around the table became impeded by the leg-crossing maneuver and crotch grabbing choreography.  Racing down the hall, we rounded the corner and pushed open the door.  There was an audible gasp.

"The church potties are nice!*  It's beautiful!" he exclaimed.

...and the clouds parted...a ray of sunshine shone down from the heavens...and a choir of angels began to sing...

Meanwhile, we can bask in the glory of the extraordinary church potties once we've finished the task at hand.  I don't have a spare pair of pants for you.

* It should be noted that there is nothing out of the ordinary about the church bathrooms.  They are simply tiled in white which, apparently, Logan has never seen before.  To his way of thinking, white tile = nice.

- 6 May 2012