Since Dylan likes to take his diaper and clothes off, I have always been very nervous of taking him to kid play areas like McDonalds. I am always afraid he will poop and decide to strip down when he is somewhere I can't immediately get to. Well lets just say that happened today plus some!
Boston had his first day of Kindergarten today and we all had the stomach flu the two days prior so I decided to be a spontaneous, fun Mom(the Mom I like to think I was pre-autism) and take the three younger kids to McDonalds. It started out a little rough and as I was standing in line to order, Dylan kept throwing himself down and throwing fits. I couldn't let him go play because he has been known to go eat off random peoples trays when he is hungry and I knew he was hungry, so I had to keep him by me. Desi has gotten to the point that if she has a binky and Dylan is throwing a fit or being "sad" she will just give him the binky. She knows it comforts him and she is such a nice sister! When I got up to the cashier, she mentioned how that was so cute of her to give him the binky! I just laughed ha ha.
We get our food and everything goes well, other than every 30 seconds or so I have to tell Dylan to get off the back of the seat or out of between the window and the seat, and sit down to eat. He did actually sitand do as I said everytime, so there is the positive of this story! Boston went and played with a new school/church friend that happened to be there and then Desi went off and started playing. Dylan stayed by me and then started throwing everything away, so I took that as he was ready to go, but then he decided to play too. Boston's friend left and I told him we would go in a few minutes also.
As I was watching them play, a lady turns around and asks how I am doing and tells me my kids are so cute. She is talking to me like. I should know who she is, but it wasn't until she mentioned the name Brett, Brandon's friend, that it clicks who she is. It was Brett's sister Rachelle, who was a couple years or so younger than me, so. I knew who she was right then. We talk for a bit and. I mention that Dylan is Autistic and so I am always nervous about him taking off and have to keep a good eye on him.
Not 5 minutes later I look up at the top and can see Dylan going for his pants! I begin freaking out and yelling for Boston, because then he is going for his diaper and who knows what is in that diaper! I run towards the stairs and think about climbing up, but then knowing my almost 2 year old is down at the bottom and I can't just leave her. I look over at Rachelle and say, "This is my biggest fear(nightmare)! I keep yelling for Boston and look up to find him by Dylan! I tell Bos to get Dylan's diaper and pull his pants back up. I keep yelling to pull his pants up, because who knows who is going to turn me in for my childs "indecent exposure." I could tell(although not see what was going on) that Boston was up there really working and trying to figure out how to handle the situation. Finally Boston starts to pull Dylan's pants up and Dylan helps and goes on his way. I am fearing what mess I am going to find!
Boston comes down with the diaper but no Dylan. He hands it to me and I immediately see a diaper full of poop and close it before anyone else saw and had more eyes staring at me. It wasn't diarreah but it wasn't hard formed poop either, so I was nervous of what was waiting up there. I tell Boston to get Dylan and get him down because we need to go. Rachelle's friend offers to have her son help, but he wasn't much bigger than Boston so I told her Dylan is a strong kid and I didn't want him to get hurt, but Thanks. She asks me about Dylan and so I fill her in super quick! Then. I seen Dylan and grab him.
Luckily he came down clean! Nothing on his clothes minus what was under his pants that didn't get wiped off his butt and nothing on his hands! I knew we had a clean diaper removal and asked Boston who told me only poop was in the diaper. Seriously without Boston and the way he handled this, it could have been HORRIBLE! I am super proud and impressed with. Boston! So I pick up Desi(facing outward) and have my usual death grip on Dylan and we head to get desi's shoes. As I bend down to grab her shoes she throws up everywhere! More eyes staring at me, but honestly I was so wrapped up in the moment I didn't care what people were thinking! I think I was holding Desi to tight and squishing her belly and that made her throw up, but she still had diarreah from the flu so maybe I just exposed the rest of. McDonalds with the second round of stomach flu(she has yet to throw up again so. I think it was my tight hold). Rachelle and her friend say they can watch my kids while I grab something to clean up, so I hand Dylan's hand to her and tell her to just hold him tight and run and grab napkins and let the workers know. As I am heading back to clean some lady is leaving with her grandchildren and says, "Today is not your day!" Probably extremely disgusted with me too!
I clean up most of the throw up and then the McDonalds workers are right there and start to clean up the rest. I thank Rachelle and her friend and am on my way. Without them and Boston's help this could have been bad, very very bad! I would not have handled it close to the way I was able to handle it today and I probably will not be going to McDonalds for a very long time. Not that I am embarrassed because. I don't really give a shit about what happened, but it was NOt a fun experience and. I would rather avoid it at all costs! We will just stick with somewhere where Dylan can play within an arms reach at all times!
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