Worst diaper in history

The worst diaper experience yet happened after the visit to the zoo in DC. We tried to find a place to eat before the drive to Langley and stumbled into an indian place that looked good. Finn sat down in the chair, then promptly and audibly filled his diaper. Super.


Sarah went to change him bck in the bathroom, but it was too small and lacking in horizontal surfaces. Sarah saw a McDonald's across the street and knew that they would be kid-friendly. She loaded up the diaper bag, picked up Finn and headed off into the rain in search of a changing table.

I waited...and waited...

About 45 minutes later Sarah, Finn, and quite a story returned. McDonald's wasn't as kid-friendly as expected.

The bathroom was a pay toilet and Sarah left her purse back at the table with me so she had no change to pay with. Not wanting to carry the stinkiest boy around the whole district in the rain, she did what any sane mother would do: changed him on the stairs to McDonald's front door.

The diaper, once unwrapped, revealed itself to be worse than either the sound or smell would belie. Sarah grabbed the wipes, while turning her head away from the rot and noticed that the container was empty. The hand wipes served where the wipes failed until the also ran out.

All the while there was a parade of hungry people expecting a burger and getting a big surprise at the front door. Some turned away, some thought the McRib was back.

She mounded up the big pile of dirty hand wipes and threw them out and walked back through the rain to the Indian restaurant where the food awaited them. Finn didn't seem to care, but for some reason, eating a sloppy curry with peas didn't seem appetizing anymore to Sarah.