I was off work early today and decided I would pick up the kids and head to Costco. I grabbed Taco Bell on my way to get the kids since they had already eaten. Can you see where this headed? I've made two mistakes in the first two sentences.
The kids are happy I came early and Kyan was happy about the shopping adventure ahead of us. Midway through our shopping trip I realize I have to use the restroom. I have two small children and a shopping cart full of super sized stuff with me.
So we get in there with no problems. I choose the handicap stall thinking this is better than being squeezed into a tight space. I get situated with baby on my lap and the toddler is loose. Oh my God the toddler is loose. Better yet I don't have a free hand to catch him with. No sooner do I realize he is out of my reach he heads straight for the door lock. Oh lord let him not figure it out. He figured it out. So not only was I using the restroom with a baby on my lap but also I was using a restroom with a baby on my lap and all of Costco watching. After what seemed like forever a granny came to my rescue and Kyan was able to get the door latched again.
Whew! We were okay.
That's what I thought. Until the toddler decided it was time to flush. I thought no biggie if he wants to flush. Go ahead it surely cannot be as bad as all of Costco watching me use the restroom. I was so wrong. Just imagine for a second what Costco is like. A super sized wonderland. How could you expect your flush to be any different? It was the most forceful flush I had ever experienced. I had my butt washed, if you will. Three times! Thrrrrrrrrreeee times!!!!! All of this while still holding Aspen.
Note to self either use the restroom before you go to Costco or don’t eat anything with the word Taco or Bell in its name before heading there.
The kids are happy I came early and Kyan was happy about the shopping adventure ahead of us. Midway through our shopping trip I realize I have to use the restroom. I have two small children and a shopping cart full of super sized stuff with me.
So we get in there with no problems. I choose the handicap stall thinking this is better than being squeezed into a tight space. I get situated with baby on my lap and the toddler is loose. Oh my God the toddler is loose. Better yet I don't have a free hand to catch him with. No sooner do I realize he is out of my reach he heads straight for the door lock. Oh lord let him not figure it out. He figured it out. So not only was I using the restroom with a baby on my lap but also I was using a restroom with a baby on my lap and all of Costco watching. After what seemed like forever a granny came to my rescue and Kyan was able to get the door latched again.
Whew! We were okay.
That's what I thought. Until the toddler decided it was time to flush. I thought no biggie if he wants to flush. Go ahead it surely cannot be as bad as all of Costco watching me use the restroom. I was so wrong. Just imagine for a second what Costco is like. A super sized wonderland. How could you expect your flush to be any different? It was the most forceful flush I had ever experienced. I had my butt washed, if you will. Three times! Thrrrrrrrrreeee times!!!!! All of this while still holding Aspen.
Note to self either use the restroom before you go to Costco or don’t eat anything with the word Taco or Bell in its name before heading there.