Today, I got out of the house. It was marvelous. Finally, five consecutive minutes where Harry wasn’t bugging me for things to do or when the next meal/snack was going to be. I made plans with NewFriend and OtherFriend (I need new names for these people, Christ) to meet for lunch at the McDonald’s at Lemmon Valley, about five minutes away from our house. They have an outdoor playland there that the children could run around in like the wild maniacs they are and we could have a few minutes to gossip and giggle. Sounded like an excellent plan to me! And it was. We had a great time, Harry had a great time. The only one who maybe didn’t have such a great time was Liam but that’s because the child REFUSES to sleep in his stroller. Whatever, kid, get with the program.
After I’d swallowed my surprisingly palatable premium chicken sandwich, I noticed that Liam was getting a line of wetness around the leg of the pants I’d put on over his onesie. A sure sign of needing a diaper change if I ever saw one! So I grabbed him up, swung the diaper bag over my shoulder and made for the bathroom to remedy the situation. Only, when I got there, I saw that there was NO CHANGING STATION.
What the HELL? That has to be breaking some kind of law somewhere, don’t you think? I mean, nevermind the fact that we’re talking about a MCDONALDS that is lacking a changing station, but a McDonalds with a PLAYPLACE. A place that caters to children and families and those families might conceivably have a BABY who is probably wearing a diaper that will need to be changed at some point. Are you kidding me? Can you explain to me what the people who put this McDonald’s together were thinking? And can you get me some of whatever it was that they were smoking? Cuz that has to be some great stuff.
So what did I end up having to do? NewFriend helped me change him on the bench of the picnic table out by the playplace. God Bless her for it, too. He had to be changed, or else I would have put it off until we got back home. I just never heard of such a thing. A McDonalds without a changing station. What will they think of next?
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This is me. I'm a thirtysomething stay at home mom to three kids. For years I was a stay at home mom to one kid and trying very hard to have more. It took a LONG time (ie: 6 1/2 years), but finally Liam arrived and charmed us with his blue eyes and ginormous, round head. Then we got a shock: I was pregnant again and this time it was a GIRL. Our hearts and home are full at last and now that we're done having babies, we get to relax (snort) and watch them grow (not too fast now, you hear?). Thanks for coming by, feel free to dip into my archives, read my About and History pages (just don't do Jackson's Story without tissues!) and make yourself at home.
