public restroom kids

I think that just about every mother has gone through this scenario in a public restroom with her child at some point. The look of uncertainty on the child’s face that shifts into terror.  Little hands clutching the thighs of her yoga pants.  And the slow wail:  “I don’t wanna sit down!” I have three kids and I’ve experienced this moment with each and every one of them.  And I feel for them, I really do.  Because “back in the day”…bathrooms were simple.  Toilets flushed when you pushed the handle down.  Sinks came on when you operated the faucet manually.  And paper towel dispensers were pretty straightforward.