Am I Talkin To Myself?

It started out a great day. My friend and I took our sons to the annual Bike Rodeo in town where they have all sorts of cool stuff, and also try to educate kids about bike safety.

There was even a helicopter that landed in the baseball field and I got to take my son right up to it! He was in HEAVEN. A co-pilot took our picture...









After hours spent in the hot sun, we were sweaty and dirty and hungry and tired. SO we decided to take the kids to McDonald's and let them play in the playplace while we actually got to attempt to relax and cool off. Well, before I go there let me take a step back. You see there was firetrucks at the "rodeo" and they sprayed water from high in the sky out of the ladder hose. My son had a blast and got soaked...so I took off his pull-up (training pants) and left his shorts on. We are in the last stages of potty training (so i hope!) and figured we're outside...let's see how this goes! He always tells me when he has to pee if he doesn't have a pullup on at home.

SOOOO. We get to McD's and I said to my friend, "I should probably put a diaper on him, I'm nervous something may happen". To which she responded, and I agreed, "he just peed before we got here, he should be ok. And he usually tells you. This can be a test to see how he does".



WHAT WAS I THINKING!!!



He plays a little in the playplace...eats his Happy Meal...goes back to play for a few...

Next think i hear from high above, "Mommy my poopy fell out of my pants! Mommy my poopy fell out my pants!" There was a Dad there w/ his little girl...and i think one other small family. I don't know if/who heard my son...but in seconds i was crawling up that playground and grabbed my son---who was also covered in PEE all over the front of his pants...I snatched him up, told him to SHHHH...went over to my table, grabbed my bag, gave my friend the "LOOK" as i said, "I GOTTA GO"! I took him to the bathroom where he kept on advertising that he had to show me where the poopy was so i could clean it. After successfully shutting him up as to not be completely humiliated...we got cleaned up and changed and I went back to the playplace. I told my friend what happened QUIETLY. At that point there was only one other Dad there w/ his daughter.


She looked at me and said, "SOO, someone's child pooped in there and Gavin crawled thru it? Should we go tell them so it gets cleaned up?" So I again grabbed my son and flew out the door as to NEVER return to that McDonald's again....and my friend proceeded to tell the girl at the register that some lil kid had an "accident" in the tunnel and her friend was so upset that her son crawled thru it that they left...what a great friend I have!

HEY?! At least we told them...most people would just leave without sayin a word.
And so THAT is my most humiliating toddler story to date.