Adventures in potty-time.

Cole and I had a date tonight. With Megan. We went to Craigo's and ate waaay too much pizza and such.

Cole said he had to go potty. Which is great except I wanted to eat. And like any good parent, I took him to the potty. We get into the bathroom that has only 2 stalls. There is some woman in one of them handing toilet paper over to the other stall where someone is stuck without. The paper hander-overer is in line, another lady, and then us. We are informed by the lady (I'll call her 80s hair since it's fitting) that the stall she is retrieving tp from is clogged and full of poop. And then stall lady comes out. Finally. Lady in front of us has left, apparently sick of waiting. 80s hair goes to the bathroom. Finally, our turn! She comes out and informs us that there is no more tp in the poop stall. Great. So Cole's a boy and doesn't need to wipe if he goes pee, right? So I figure it'll work out and I crossed my fingers that he wouldn't poop. We walk in and fucking 80s hair lady has left a sprinkle of pee around nearly the whole toilet seat! WTF? Umm. Hmmm. Are people that oblivious to their sprayage? Disgusting. I get a paper towel from the sink area and wipe off the toilet seat. Cole, disgusted by the pee, reluctantly sits on the toilet and pees. Phew. We eat dinner, hook Cole up with a cookie-dough desert pizza and then I go to get my "treat pizza". I get back and Cole "needs to poop and fart". Can't I eat my apple crisp pizza first?? We get in there and poop stall is now un-pooped and functional. Pee stall has pee in the toilet (this time) and will not flush. We proceed to poop stall where Cole poops. Out of nowhere 2 women come in and are waiting to use the bathroom. Cole is not one to poop on someone else's watch, so I had to coax him along. I wiped his bottom and he hopped down and went to flush the potty. He still had poop on his butt so I wiped it again. 1 irritated looking lady left in the bathroom and we washed our hands and left to resume our treat pizza eating. Good times.