Smart Cookie

Some day we're going to move. There are many reasons behind this fact, but it's a fact none the less. The other day I convinced Kristen to take a drive to see some condo's and townhomes that were in our price range, well that's subjective. The places were new construction, and as I wait for an electrician to call me back to set up an appointment to look at the kitchen outlet that has been sizzling since we moved in, started smelling like rotted cooked fish during the last month or so and as of last night started smoking, new construction sounds very alluring.

So after we looked at a few too many places we decided to stop and eat some Chinese... well Chinese food.

Half-way through eating some pretty good sesame chicken, cashew chicken and some pot stickers Greydon started smelling a little different that the rest of the surroundings.

Yes, there are still restaurants, even in relatively new buildings, that do not have baby changing stations. Kristen took him out to the car to change him. Contorting herself to try to block his little boy parts from the audience of rugrats in the backseat of the car next to her she went to town... amid a chorus of eewwws from the neighboring car as she had to use every wipe in the bag to try to clean him off. It was bad enough that she had to use the emergency outfit.

I was valiantly gaurding the food, and was figuring that the length of time the change was taking couldn't be good. I kept getting weird looks from the wait staff and assured our server twice that everything was tasting great, and I still didn't need boxes.

Apparently this is about the time that Greydon puked all over the front of Kristen as she was finally picking him up off of her make shift changing station. The loud and long EEEWWWW from the car next door probably didn't help.

After she called me from the car, I waived down the server and asked for boxes and a check. While I was waiting for the card to be run I ate my fortune cookie.

"It would likely be unwise to ask for very much from those around you today".

That's one smart cookie

I told Kristen that we might need to start including an emergency outfit or two of our own.