Ok, so I didn't actually forget to bring pants on vacation. But one night we all went out to dinner at a delicious seafood restaurant (Sara J's), and Dan and I shoved a bunch of L's things into a little bag to take with us. Toys? Check. Cheerios? Check. Diapers and wipes? Check. Disposable covers for use on bathroom changing tables because I am grossed out by them even when they look clean? Check. Spare clothes? Um, no.
Under normal circumstances, I have enough spare clothes in L's diaper bag for at least five babies, often in a variety of sizes (since I shove outfits in there and then forget to take them back out until six months after L has outgrown them), but since we weren't carrying his normal diaper bag, I somehow forgot to pack spare clothes for the restaurant... which was 30 minutes away from my sister's house. We had also chosen this particular day to try out a store brand of diapers instead of the Pampers we usually use because they were buy one get one free and a "much better deal" (side note - it turns out that the cheap diapers are not actually a better deal if they don't prevent poop from coming out of the top and legs.)
At this point, you've already figured out what happened, but I'll tell you anyway. While we were waiting for our food, L started to get a little fussy in the high chair, so I took him out. It was then that my family noticed a suspicious stain on his onesie and pants. Dan and I then realized that neither of us had brought a change of clothes for L. My first stop was to the restaurant's gift shop to ask if they had any clothes for babies. They didn't, obviously. (Note to Sara J's- I would've paid an exorbitant sum for a toddler-sized t-shirt.)
So we ended up changing L's diaper in the trunk of my sister's car and then dressing him in... a jacket. And I got to be the awesome mom whose kid wasn't wearing pants. Which obviously had to be commemorated with this picture:
This reminds me of a story of my own. I had just potty trained my son. He was a few months shy of three, and not feeling very good. We were in the middle of toys'r'us buying toys and clothes. When he suddenyl very urgently tells me he needs the bathroom. The bathroom was across the store. We ruuun, with my 1 year old in the shopping cart across the store. but alas, we were too late. He ended up having diarrhea, and pooped in his pants the entire way to the bathroom. I had no change of clothes and was stuck in the bathroom in a stall with a shopping cart full of things, a one year old, and a 2 year old who had poop all over his underwear, pants, socks and shoes. Luckily my sister lived nearby and rushed over to my rescue. Bought a clean pair of pants for him and a pack of wipes and saved the day!
ReplyDeleteOh my gosh! Your story is much, much worse!!
ReplyDeleteLoved reading this thank yoou
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