Jason and I are helping with the three-year-old Sunday School class on Sunday mornings. At bathroom time I take the boys’ bathroom while a different group takes the girls’ bathroom and each class sends all the kids two by two into the bathroom. It is my job to make sure that hands get washed and there is no messing around. Well, this was my first time ever to set foot in a boys’ bathroom. At first it did make me feel a little strange to be in there, but that’s the system, so I just go with it. I was, however, a little concerned that some day, since I am used to taking the kids in there, I might just walk in that one by accident. I was right.
Last Sunday I ran to the bathroom right before time to take my class and ran right smack into the boys’ bathroom! Thankfully, I caught myself right away and ran back out! In the girls’ bathroom I kept thinking, “I knew that would happen, I knew that would happen.” Then as I was washing my hands, a man walked into the girls bathroom! Ha ha! I guess I’m not the only one!