My darling girl went next door to watch her brother and the neighbor boy play basketball. A few minutes later - when I was on the phone, mind you - she returned.
"Mommy, can I go potty at Bev's house?"
"Honey, do you have to go potty?"
"Okay, you're here. Just use our potty."
"But I want to use their potty."
"Well why didn't you ask Bev to use her potty?"
"But I can't open the door."
"Well next time ask one of the boys to open it. But for now, use our potty."
We went back and forth like that for a minute before I gave her a Look and the wailing began. "But I don't want to!!!"
I was on the phone with my Thirty-One director and she absolutely lost it. I think my children and I both amuse and frighten her.
I feel the same way.