Roadtrip

first roadtrip.....
Actually it went really well until the last hour, which turned into two. We stopped at the McDonald's in Arkadelphia for a bathroom break and burgers. Quincy has been congested the past few days and it seemed to be getting worse on the way home. He was not complaining much though. When we stopped John went in to use the restroom get food and then came back to eat while I fed Quincy who was getting increasingly more upset.

We switched and he fed Q while i went into the bathroom.....never thought that I'd look forward to a public restroom. ah, it was quiet. But then i went in a stall and the oasis was all ruined, public bathrooms are so nasty. I mean, I don't even want the soles of my shoes to touch the floor, much less use my hands to open the doors, yuck. Some people are just so gross and I can't believe that I use those restrooms. I get back to the car and John says Q is really really really poopy. i look at him and he is so content so I ask john if we can just go to the Freemans so I can eat and we can change him there? We'd already been in the car at mcadoos in the parking lot for about 30mins and we still had several things to do before getting back on the road.

John says that he wants to change him in Mcdonalds in the restroom. "?" YUCK. I just came from there and wouldn't want my baby in there at all! I convey this to John and he says that we have a plastic pad to put down so he doesn't touch anything. I'm still seeing lots of germs and viruses in there and thinking, "where will he put the diaper bag?" Not on the floor! I can only imagine what is on the floor in a mens restroom at McDonalds, I mean, little boys and big boys for that matter don't have the best aim. And at a public place for kids, oh man, disgusting. So after this runs through my head I ask John, can't he just wait til we get to the Freemans? John was not really for this idea but agreed to it. He went to put Q in the car seat and that was when I saw it. The poo. Lots and lots of poo. He had on a onsie with a cardigan and pants. It wasn't on the pants or cardigan but when John went to put him into the car seat as he lifted him up, I saw poo ALL over the onsie...and John's hands. I was like, "no way". John said, "I told you". "You didn't tell me that it was ALL over him AND you". John said that he didn't realize that it was really this bad. So, I start to gather the necessary ingredients for him to make a diaper change.

I get in the car and eat my food really quickly. John returns, hands me a big wad of changing pad and I don't know what else. Q looks really content, still. I bag up the "goodies" that Q produced and we are on our way again. When we got back on the road I ask John how was changing him on the changing table? John says that he used a booth. "a booth?" "Yeah, in the back." I ask, "back of the bathroom". "No, on a table in the back of the restaurant". No way. "What happened?" John went on to explain that he couldn't find the changing table. I didn't ask any questions at this point. When he told me that he was going to change Q in the bathroom I wondered if there was a changing table in the men's room. John was sure that there was. When he went back in he couldn't' find it and so he laid Q flat out on an eating table and took care of his business. I'm quite sure that violated more than one Department of Health rule! There were people in there eating! He said that when he left he told the employees that the table needed to be cleaned. Just be warned, DO NOT eat at McDonalds in Arkadoo (no pun intended) at the last booth before the restrooms! Our first roadtrip with a child. Fun times.

Oh, did I mention that Bella jumped in the car seat with Quincy 3 times and Jack jumped in twice? And together, both dogs puked 3 times. Family roadtrips, not for the weak.