Public Toilets - Part 2

Since my ordeal in the Menard's restroom I have a serious issue with public bathrooms and how often we seem to frequent them. I think that experience has scarred me in some way . . .

So my mom and I took the kids to Applebee's for supper the other night. I have been consciously trying to make the kids go to the bathroom before we go places so hopefully I can stay out of the public toilets as much as humanly possible.

So we get our table and immediately after we sit down Kadin has to go potty. Seriously!!!!! What is going on here . . . honestly . . . I know there has to be someone who reads this that has a toddler . . . does your toddler do this??? Is this behavior normal??? At this point I'm thinking Kadin has a bladder infection or something because he just went pee 10 minutes ago . . .

During dinner . . . Kadin went to the bathroom one more time and Bella had to go once. So . . . if you're keeping track that is three trips to the public toilets during ONE meal. Thankfully my mom was kind enough to take Kadin so I really only visited the toilet once, but seriously?? Why . . . why?

We are about to leave the restaurant when Kadin announces that he has to use the bathroom yet again! My mom takes him and a little while later she emerges from the restroom without Kadin in toe and proceeds to tell me that he is pooping . . . you should probably go in there she tells me. What . . . me??? Heck no! At this point I am starting to sweat just thinking about what is going on in there . . . it was like boarding a plane when you just lived through a plane crash . . . don't make me go back in there!!!

We all pile into the bathroom and there behind the stall I see two little sock covered feet dangling from the toilet seat and all of Kadin's clothes on the floor. Ugghh . . . here we go again. So we wait . . . and wait . . . and wait . . . I thought perhaps Applebee's would close before we would emerge from that bathroom. Luckily my mom and a full length mirror kept Bella entertained while I once again spit on pieces of toilet paper to try and clean my child's bottom - don't even ask.

So what have I learned from these experiences? Always take my mother everywhere . . . only use bathrooms with full length mirrors . . . and buy some damn wet wipes would ya???!!!