Yesterday was a day I want to remember. Maybe I'll be able to look back and laugh if I write it down. Wayne is currently on the MICU right now. It's a hectic rotation full of 80 hour work weeks. Yesterday he came home around 4:00 since he's working a 27 hour shift today. We decided to take the family to a fun Rochester hot spot, Dinosaur BBQ, and the downtown library afterward. Sounds fun, right? Dinosaur BBQ is great, but there is no parking. You wander until you find a spot directly in front of the restaurant or drive across the street to a parking garage that costs a few dollars. By some miracle we found a spot on the road. I opened the coin container in the car and found a quarter. I wasn't sure how much time a quarter would buy us. We only had another hour until parking was free. I put in the money and 39 minutes was displayed. Wayne and I looked at each other and decided to risk it. We walked to the restaurant and laughed hysterically while the kids tried all of the different BBQ sauces, including the heinously hot sauce. Jacob's eyes about popped out of his head as he downed and entire glass of water. Trevor said he wanted to try too. His face spoke a completely different story. He looked like he was going to cry. His face turned red and he asked us when it would stop burning his tongue. He recovered and we enjoyed yummy food.
The next stop was the library. Wayne walked off with Lexi while I took the boys with me to get some books. When we caught up with them again all I could hear was, "I poopy Daddy." I looked at Wayne in horror as I realized that I didn't have a diaper or wipes. I was able to talk Wayne into walking to the kids section quickly to get some books for them before we left. Wayne tried to carry Lexi and she kept sticking out her little rear end and saying, "Walk Daddy. WALK." We laughed because I'm sure it felt MUCH better for her to walk than be carried with all that junk in the trunk. Right after we checked out we took an elevator to the ground floor. Lexi lost her balance and fell on her bum. I saw poop squirt out both sides of her diaper onto the floor. Then and there I decided that we needed to get that diaper off. I told Wayne that I was going to do the best I could and at least get the diaper off. A very kind man saw my distress and offered the women's staff bathroom for me to change her. I grabbed a load of paper towels and wet them. Not long after I laid her down I heard a knock on the door. It was Trevor. He needed to go to the bathroom. As I started up again there was another knock on the door. It was Jacob needing to go to the bathroom. After cleaning her the best I could and stuffing some paper towels around the soiled part of her clothes (remember I had no diaper) we ran to the car. Thankfully, NO ticket. I opened to car to look for something for Lexi. No diaper. No wipes. Trevor's clean underwear and shirt. OK. That'll work. I started to pry the clothes off of Lexi and painted my hands with more poop. I said a little prayer that she was done and would not leave a present in her carseat with underwear on. She was happy as could be. As I was belting her in Trevor said that he needed to go the bathroom. WHAT? We were just there, but it had to be done. So, Wayne carted him back to Dinosaur BBQ to do his business. Note to self: bring diapers, wipes, and a change of clothes.
Week of September 16th, 2021
4 years ago
