A couple of weeks ago Donovan and I travelled to Reno for a dentist appointment. Alone…. Just the two of us. I can not remember the last time I went somewhere with only one kid. And I’ve never been in Reno without another adult. Isn’t that weird??
We decided to also get some shopping done while we were there. Get stocked up on stuff since the shopping sucks here in Tiny Town.
Where do you go to get majorly stocked up on groceries??
Costco, of course!! The magical place of massive containers of peanut butter and gigantic boxes of fruit snacks. And the samples… My boys live for those free samples! Costco is the best place to get my kids to try new foods. If it’s a free sample at Costco my boys are all over it.
Donovan and I get our over sized cart and prepare to load up. We no sooner walk into the store and “Mommy, I have to go poopies.” Ugh, are you serious?? Here? Great.
Of course it takes some convincing to get him to go into the girls bathroom. I don’t know why, he knows that every single time he has to go potty and it’s just the two of of us he HAS to go in the girls bathroom with me.
We grab the very first stall in the busy bathroom. I’m actually not allowed in the stall with him. He needs his privacy you know. But I do have to stand right outside the door because I am the official butt wiper. Oh joy.
People are coming and going… (Ha ha! Going! – Yea, I laugh at that kind of stuff.)
And in walks an old lady. Not ancient old. Just old enough to have all gray hair, a sun visor, a fanny pack, knee length shorts and socks yanked up to the shorts. She takes the stall right next to Donovan.
I see her go in… I know she is in there. But here’s the thing -
The door doesn’t shut!!
Where I’m leaning against the wall I can’t see in the stall. So at first I think (I hope!) that maybe she is just adjusting her socks. You wouldn’t need to shut the door for that, right??
However, as women are walking in the bathroom and thinking that the stall is empty, head towards it - the looks on their faces make me SO thankful that I can’t see in there!!
And I’m stuck between hoping that Donovan will hurry the hell up and hoping that he doesn’t. Because God only knows what he would say if he sees whatever it is she is doing in there! Which must not be pleasant.. because everyone who walks by looks totally grossed out!
Luckily at the same time she emerges from the stall Donovan yells, “I’m DOOOOONNE!” Whew! I won’t have to worry about what completely honest yet completely rude comment he would make.
What’s grosser than going to the bathroom with the stall door open??
SHE DOESN’T EVEN WASH HER HANDS!!
She just saunters on out. Doesn’t even pretend to go near the sink and soap!!
I never knew little old ladies could be so gross! Ugh. I hope she doesn’t bake treats for her church bake sale!! Ewwwww!