Cassie & The Accident

Warning: Gross - no, really gross... you've been warned...

So, we are sitting down at Chili's eating lunch today (I hate it when all your appointments run late and you just end up eating whereever you can find). We are in a booth. Jamie is sitting with Tom and Cassie is sitting with me. Jamie and Tom get up to use the restroom and when they come back, Cassie wants to go too (she just likes to check it out and wash her hands). So, Tom takes her, they go through the motions... they come back and the food gets there.

10 minutes later Cassie gets this really bad look on her face and tells me she has to go potty. I tell her she doesn't have to go, she just tried... that's when I smell it... and see it... oozing up over her pants (both front AND back) and into her SHOES - she's sitting on her feet.

I have 1 pull up and 2 wipes. Yeah, but seriously, who carries that much stuff around when they get that old? So, we get a bunch of bags from the waitress and Tom goes to get a bunch of paper towels from the bathroom. I get her and the booth cleaned up enough so that I can take her to the bathroom without scaring everyone away...

I ended up throwing away her socks and shoes, going through at least 30 wet paper towels, both wipes and 5 plastic bags. Poor thing! She was standing up on the baby changing station crying because it was "nasty momma!" I think something she ate yesterday didn't agree with her! But seriously, I didn't know that much poop can come out of a 3 year old!

So, after all that was over, we came out (her in just a shirt and pull up, we are serious white trash here people), finished dinner and came home. LOL.

Good times. Good times.

I have to say that the staff was really nice... they got what we needed (and quickly ran away, the place reeked!), but they did offer to help however they could.