I'm thankful that only two shoppers heard me singing the following (original) song to my potty-training daughter in the Target restroom last week.
(Sung to the tune of Little Bunny Foo Foo)
Sittin' on the potty, in the Target bathroom.
Waitin' for the poop to come out of my butt.
I've even more thankful that after 17 minutes (which may not seem like a long time, but when you're squatting in front of a public toilet AND holding a 21 lb. toddler up so her teeny tiny butt doesn't slip through the toilet seat AND singing the previously-mentioned song, 17 minutes parallels a cross-country road trip in length), our waiting paid off.