I got home this evening and put Bear down for a nap so I could chase down my wayward pug. My husband came home shortly after and helped me corner him in the neighbors yard using an elaborate plan involving a squeaky toy with person in front of him and a person sneaking up from behind. While we were outside my husband decided to mow the grass while I pulled a few (million) weeds. When we got done we were too tired to deal with dinner so we decided to go out. My husband has a bit of an upset stomach today so in our infinite wisdom we decided to go out for Mexican. In our defense we had a $25.00 gift certificate from restaurants.com I bought half off for $5.00. Then we were going to go to Home Depot to pick up some supplies to fix our fence.
So we get to the restaurant and order and eat our appetizer and my husband's stomach starts to hurt so he excuses himself just as the food arrives. Bear has been a little fussy and threw up a little on the table after coughing. No biggie he seems fine and is eating good. I wiped it up and worked on my quesadillas. My husband gets back and decided to box his food to go and Bear is getting really fussy. I pick up Bear to try and calm him so we can get checked out and I notice his back is wet. I pull my arm away and it is coated in what I wish was melted chocolate but unfortunately was not. My poor husband who is already a little green is frantically handing me wipes while poop continues to squish out the back of the diaper and all over Bear's pants and shirt. We get the worst of it wiped off and I grab a handful of napkins to press against his back so we can hightail it out of the restaurant.
Luckily I replenished the plastic baggie supply last night in the diaper bag so we could take all the nasty wipes with us. We run to the car and strip Bear and see poop oozing out the leg holes as well so it gets all over his socks. We are out of wipes at this point and are down to restaurant napkins. We bag his clothes and get him wiped down enough to put on a clean diaper and strap him in the car seat. We pull out another baggie and dispose of the offending diaper and napkins. Bear was perfectly fine after that and laughed the whole way home. He got a nice long bath when we got home. Needless to say the Home Depot trip has been postponed until tomorrow or until my men get better digestive health.
Halp. I are prizner. Pleez send bail.