Here's the wonderful thing about WalMart - the women in the restroom were lovely and gracious! They ignored the mess and the terrible pong, made chirpy encouraging comments "I remember those days!", and they made Danny laugh "I bet you're proud of that one you little tyke!" I wonder if they'd have been as friendly in Abercrombie & Fitch?
When I got back in the car I looked at Craig and said you owe me at least 5 diaper changes for that one, and he said guess what happened to me? Several people tried to get in the car, including an old couple that were pulling on the door handle, banging on the roof and yelling "open the damn door Jesse!" I love WalMart people. They are mostly friendly but with some absolute nutters thrown in.