Oh Poop!

Last Monday, I took a trip to the grocery store. (with my 3 it feels like a trip) As we were walking around the store, I smelled something rotten coming from Tate's diaper. I walked a little faster thru the store so I could get home to change the stink. Well, I get to the checkout and put my groceries on the belt. As they are going down I see something weird on a bag of chips. HMMMMM. Just then I see Tate's diaper...it is volcanoing poo. (Not like a big explosive volcano..it is a smoldering dripping volcano) His shirt and pants are covered, the floor under the cart, and my bread, lettuce, and other items under him were all soiled. I look up to see the checkout lady holding a diarrhea bag of chips. She is 20ish...no kids...gonna puke. I pull out my wipees, of course there are only 8 left...not gonna do the job! I ask her for something, PLEASE, to help wipe! So here I am scooping poo off my bread with a wipee, thinking, "oh crap (no pun) I have to buy this and then throw it away! Grossed out cashier then says "put everything coated into this box...we'll get you new stuff!" Hooray for her! I chose to fore go the new stuff to exit quickly, people were staring! After buying the unsoiled goods, I took Ashlinn's coat wrapped Mr.poo in it and left. I wish I had a picture, but sadly I didn't think of it in time! Please laugh with me...I hope this never happens to you!