CootieBoy goes into the bathroom to do his thang. I hear him chattering to himself for a while, and still he won’t come out. I walk over to the door and hear rustling on the other side.
“CootieBoy? Are you okay?” I ask.
“Yes,” he responds.
“Can I come in?” I ask.
I open the door and there he is, going potty while reading a book.
And with that the boy has become a man and the bathroom has become his library.
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