Let me give some background: Our house has one (1) bathroom. Our son has an uncanny ability to decide he needs to use the bathroom exactly when one of his parents is already in there, and often hovers outside the door making loud demands while the room is occupied.
Officeboy, in tones of wonder: What if we had THREE bathrooms?
Me: One bathroom each! That would be pretty great.
Officeboy, warming to the subject: What if our living room was a bathroom? And the room where you wait to go to the bathroom was a bathroom? And also the BATHROOM was a bathroom?
(I love that he refers to that space as “the room where you wait to go to the bathroom,” which for him is its chief function, I suppose.)
On another occasion:
Officeboy: We need more bathrooms.
Me: It would be nice. But it could be worse. When I was a kid, we had five people in the family, and we only had one bathroom.
Officeboy (Demands a full accounting of who those other four people are, where they live now, why he doesn’t visit them more often, if they’re all still alive, etc. Then says): What if you all had to go to the bathroom at once?
Me: Well, we lived out in the country, so the boys could just go out in the back yard and pee.
Officeboy (Thinks deeply): Can I pee in OUR yard?
Me: I don’t think your mother would like that. Or the neighbors.