A few weekends ago, we went down to Magic Kingdom with some friends. It turned out to be one of those really crowded days, with more people than sidewalk space.

Even the men’s bathroom was crowded. When I took C in, we found a crowd of guys waiting to use the various facilities.  Fortunately there were a couple of kid-sized urinals free, and C ran right for one. He’s at the age where he’s still excited to go the bathroom standing up.

Like most four year olds, he drops his pants down around his ankles when he uses the urinal. I’ve tried to convince him to do otherwise, but he’s insistent. As he was finishing, I noticed another dad with his four year old doing the same thing. We shared a nod while I waited for my little guy to pull his pants up.

That’s when the other guy’s son looked up at him desperately. “Daddy, I have to go number 2!”

Not what you want to hear when your son is standing at the urinal with his pants around his ankles in a crowded bathroom.

“What?! No wait! Hold it! Hold it!”

He headed over to the stalls, with his four year old waddling along behind him as fast as he could, pants still around his ankles.

Miraculously, the crowd of guys parted before them and a stall opened up. They headed straight for it and I’m happy to report that disaster was avoided.

Disney magic in action.