reminds me of my aunts granddaughter, who at age 4, while attending a family reunion in the park...the little one was in the midst of being dragged by her mother, to the park bathrooms, to do her business..., and not wanting to go with her mom, and rather stay where she was, playing with the other kids....she looks up and says “I wish I had one of those handy little things for picnics” (she had watched the boys whiz against the back side of a tree)
happy friday !