I’m sorry, this argument is ludicrous. Why would anyone in any circumstance change their baby on the table at a restaurant? Misguided activism, and really really gross.
Edgy Mama has a fun challenge for you.
OK it’s pretty good, but I can’t fit the phrase “Oh, Damagenation!” into conversation.
Thank you Finslippy for today’s “made me snort” post.
Another entrant in the my mother in law is a loon derby…
And that’s today’s GRIT. I read the internet so you don’t have to.
I will admit that I once changed my son–then 4 months–on the floor of a ‘restaurant’. We were driving x-country and stopped at some god-awful truck stop in the middle of hell’s seventh circle. My husband insisted on eating something there, so in we went. My son was soaking wet. I went into the bathroom and there was a child having diarrhea all over the changing area while his mother screamed obscenities. Our table was in the back of the dining area, so I put a blanket down on the floor behind my chair and changed my son as quickly as I could.
On the same trip, similarly disgusting McPut stop in th armpit of Nevada, I laid him on a blanket next to me in a booth and quickly changed a pee diaper. I was embarrassed, but there was no other reasonable option and it was too cold to change him in the car. I wiped the filthy plastic booth down with an antibacterial wipe out of guilt, and slunk out.
Not quite the same as changing a baby ON a table in a sit-down restaurant, but sometimes you do get desperate.
Hey Karrie, in my comment on her post I suggested the seat of a booth. That’s where I would choose to do it if I was going to make a statement. I just think it is so gross and selfish to change a baby ON the table.
I’ve been desperate too — I’ve done 12+ hour and multi-day drives with 3 kids in diapers. Fun times!
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