The boys were so good yesterday morning while I was cleaning that I decided to treat them for lunch. We went to Red Robin.(I was craving a good hamburger and fries, too.) They were excited, but were pretty patient while I finished up some laundry.
We jumped in the Jeep because Jake really wanted to ride in it. The boys were very happy to order by themselves with just a bit of prompting by me. I reminded them to speak up, be polite, and try to make eye contact. I was very proud of them.
Although we didn’t bring any electronics in with us, the boys didn’t need any. The appetizer did help. 😘 I can’t tell you how good they were! They were so good that I decided to order dessert for us to share. When it came, Jesse really didn’t want any, but Jake and I loved it.
The sweet waitress brought the check and directed me to the thing on the table. While I’m struggling with it, Jesse tells me he has to go potty. I tell him to hold on. Jake starts gagging. He ate too much. (He can’t vomit because of stomach surgery, but he is loud and lots of saliva.) I’m still fighting the machine, trying to cover Jake’s mouth as to not make a scene and Jesse is pleading for the potty. Too late. I smell it. Jesse had an accident. I calmly tell him that I will take care of it. I get the stupid machine to work, finish wiping up Jake, and get over to Jesse. It’s up his back a bit. I took his jacket and wrapped it around his waist. He was terrified to get up and I had to physically drag him out of the booth until he could see that there was nothing on the seat.
We got out to the Jeep and I put a towel on the seat. No running errands, just straight home for a shower. It was a messy situation, but I choose to look on the bright side. Until the gagging and poop, they were doing so well!
(originally shared 11/11/2018)
