Wrong, mothers would bring little boys into the ladies room so they could watch them to make sure they did their business, and I never heard of a single fuss about it because everybody knew what was happening.
You cut off my sentence, which made all the difference in the world.
Of course. A horse, er, colt of a different color. (Not an adult, hairy, weird guy--but me or you at a much younger age!)
I remember being vocally outraged at the age of 7, not because I couldn't go into the dept. store bathroom with my mom--I hadn't done that in a few years--but just seeing signs that only females could go into a certain room. Why should I be excluded? My father explained, not that I knew what the word meant till years later: "Men have dangerous powers, and that's what you are. Men can impregnate women."
It was a gesture of serious respect that even at 7, I represented a hazard to womankind.
I think the weirdos didn't have this (or anything else) explained to them in a bracing way by their dads.