Ok, every once in a while, I am reminded of the following incident when I wash my hands in a public restroom that has automatic sinks. So- I thought I would share. It makes me giggle, and I hope it tickles you too.
I was still pregnant with Chloe when Tony and I decided to have dinner at Chevy’s Mexican Restaurant. Of course, before we were finished, I had to run to the restroom for the millionth time that day. So, after I had done my business, I, like a good citizen, went to wash my hands. At around the same time, a little girl and her mother came out of a stall and headed for the sinks. The little girl was maybe four years old, with blonde, long pigtails and round plastic thick framed glasses. The mother picked up her daughter so that she could reach the sink and told her to put her hands under the faucet. The little girl looked confused, and so the mother put her own hands under to demonstrate.
A look of shock and awe spread across the girl’s face as she beheld the water start and stop by the movement of her mother’s hand. She slowly, with eyes wide and mouth gaping, put her little fingers under the faucet. The girl smiled proudly, eyes still wide with wonder, when she successfully willed the water to come forth out of the magic sink. She rubbed soap between her hands and watched amazed as the water washed it away without turning any knobs or handles. With excitement, she looked up to her mother and asked, “Mommy, Mommy, can we have one?”
Her mother smiled and said, “No, honey. We can’t get one.” The woman put her still mystified daughter on her own two feet and took her hand to lead her out of the restroom.
The girl kept her eyes on the sink, her free arm outstretched towards it, and said in her best TV salesman voice, “But Mommy! It can be yours!“