Last Thursday I went to a supermarket. Before buying all the necessary products, I go to the toilet. Thinking of my own, I open the door of the bathroom, enter and immediately stop. I saw a little girl who didn’t fit into the landscape of a male toilet. The thought that I was mistaken in the rooms quickly left me, as a little girl, at the level of her chest, hanged pissuaries. Maybe you should come and ask if she was lost, find her parents. The first I did not have time to do, and with the second helped the girl herself - when she saw me she smiled widely, turned to the nearest cabin and, saying with a ringing child's voice, "Look at how my daddy cracks!“I opened the door to my father’s cabin. It was a very bright and memorable way to introduce your father to a stranger. I will arm.