You know how some people have windows in their basements, and the ground around the window is dug out? I think the area that is dug out is called a window well. When I went to the baby-sitters when I was little, she had these types of windows in her basement, and the windows were all along the front of her house, but were hidden behind some bushes. Along with my best friends, Matt and Morgan, I would always play games outside because our babysitter was old-school. She was awesome like that. Well, when you’re outside playing, and you are a little kid with a small bladder, nature often calls at the worst of times. Inevitably, because we all ate lunch at the same time, Matt, Morgan and I would have to pee at the same time. We decided that we would see who could fill up the window wells with urine first. We knew that it would take some time, but eventually the wells would surely fill up.

We each had our own well, and the competition was fierce. We weren’t just urinating; we were relieving ourselves for a purpose. When one of us filled our well, we surely would be the coolest kid at daycare. Well, as you can imagine, the window wells never did fill up. I guess some things just aren’t meant to be. Darn that evaporation! It’s a good thing we were already the coolest kids there were. Jonas and Rosa had nothing on us! Looking back, I miss those days when my main concern was how much I could pee. It really gives a whole new meaning to a “pissing contest,” don’t you think? (UH-OH! I used a “Potty” word! Get it? POTTY word?!) I guess politics was in my blood, even back then. Now one of my concerns is for my poor babysitter. I’m glad I never had to clean those windows.