I don't want to use that one!

Yesterday we were in the park enjoying the flowers. Elisabeth told me that she needed to use the potty, so we found a public restroom. (We have already had the conversation that we only use the men's room, since daddies can't go in the ladies' room.) I pulled the stroller in, and parked it outside a stall, in front of a urinal (so that we could go into the stall). Elisabeth pointed to the urinal and quickly said,

"I don't want to use that one!"

Good choice, sweetheart.