September 5, 2011

Monday:

We headed home from Gigi and Papa's and Liam last words out his window to them were, "See you later!"  I hoped that since we were leaving in the early afternoon, the kids would be up for a bit and then nap the second half of the trip.  Of course, as kids do, they didn't follow that mom-plan.  Liam napped a bit once, and then spent a lot of time coloring on his marker board, which was totally worth the whole dollar spent on it.  And reading books.  We had to make a lot of stops for pottying.  One in particular was the worst bathroom I have ever been in.  Liam had just gone pee and were were back on the road when he let us know, in a desperate tone that he had to 'doo-doo' and asked if he could go in his carseat.  So, we stopped at the next available gas station.  We had never stopped there before and when we went inside, we met a line of people outside a unisex bathroom.  That should have been my first warning.  We get in, it smells ungodly, and I very carefully remove Liam's pant leg without touching the bottom of his shoe or having his foot touch the ground.  He sits on the potty and begins to take his time.  He goes a bit, and keeps saying he has more.  He then points out the dead cricket on the floor without a head.  Ewww.  Then he sees two more.  "There are three dead bubms in here!"  "Yes, Liam, there are, can you please finish now?"  More time passes.  Liam looks at the door and says, "Some body write on that door!" as he point to the graffiti.  "That's not okay." He insisted.  Someone knocks on the door.  Yup, we are still in here!  Finally he finishes after they knock again, and we wash his hands praying that the paper towel I was using to block the unknown bacteria on the faucet and door did its job.  We left, got in the car and it took some time for me to even want to explain to Phillip why it took us 15 minutes to go potty.  Never again are we going to do that.