There's a shocking story in The Sun today about two poor little lads that were abused in the toilets in McDonalds while the dad sat at the table nearby. This stuck a cord with me as DS(6) went to the toilets by himself yesterday in Ikea while me and DD were eating our meatballs. It hadn't occured to me that anything horrible might have happened to him in a toilet in a shop (public toilets in a park for some reason seem different) and I just thought I was helping him with independence. I feel awful now.