"I don't have to wash my hands when I wee!" This was the delightful (and not entirely true) information my nearly 3 year old chose to impart to our new neighbour this evening!
It was an unfortunate turn of events. Neighbour was showing us round his house. Toddler wanted a wee. We went downstairs, did the business with no real input from either of us other than me lifting him on and off the toilet. Toddler got upset, I mean chin-wobblingly, silent-sobbingly upset, as he apparently hadn't finished looking upstairs. It was late, past bedtime, it wasn't worth a fight, so just that once (m'lud!) we eschewed the usual hand washing in favour of another quick nose around the house, and a happy Toddler!
No biggie.
Until Neighbour asks him if he washed his hands...