Potty time

Our family had the opportunity to visit Disney World last week for a great family vacation. We loved the parks, being with cousins and being with the children's father. One thing I didn't love was constantly taking people to the bathroom. I tried to mitigate this as much as possible by taking group trips to the bathroom but emergencies always seemed to arise. One such incident took place at the airport on the way home.

The children's father had caught an earlier flight to a different state for work so I was on my own with the girls. My in laws were but were also helping with other kids. I decided to take the girls to get something to eat at the airport because our flight had been delayed. The nearest restaurant to the gate was Nathans hot dogs. Not exactly my favorite food but I knew it was something the girls would eat. Before we went to the restaurant we took a group trip into the bathroom and everyone was told to use it. We then proceeded to the restaurant. I ordered our food and no sooner had set it on the table when Cricket declared that she needed to go to the bathroom. I asked if it could wait and she demanded that it could not. The bathroom was right next to the restaurant so I thought I could swing this. I asked a very nice looking couple at the table next to us to keep an eye on the girls while I ran Cricket into the womens bathroom. I then positioned myself in a location where I could see both the girls at the table and the girl in the bathroom when she came out. A few minutes into this 10 minute long process (she isn't a quick pooper) by brother in law came into the restaurant to order something for his family. He saw the girls and asked where their mother was. They explained that I was in the bathroom with Cricket. The sweet couple watching over the girls got a little nervous at this point because my brother in law about 6'2 and a pretty big guy. They asked him who he was and he replied "their uncle". To which the couple said "that's what they all say." They protectively watched over the girls as my brother in law watched over from a distance because he could tell he was making them nervous. Eventually Cricket finished up in the bathroom and we were able to return to our gourmet meal.

No sooner had I started to cut into my chili cheese dog then Dolly decided she too had a bathroom emergency (I can't make this stuff up). I told her she would just have to wait and we'd eat quickly. We hurried through our meal and as I cleared our table I glanced over at my naughty little 3 yr old to notice she had her pants around her ankles and her bare bum was floating in the breeze. People all around were laughing at this sight as I frantically pulled up her pants and took my children (and what was left of my pride) out of the restaurant. I thanked the nice couple who had watched out for my children and walked back down the concourse with my head hung low. I used to be a person of respect and dignity. Now I pull up pants in the middle of restaurants and consider a chili cheese dog a good meal. Maybe my self respect will return after the children have moved out.