to eye up the public toilet floor for a quick kip?

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On Friday, I took the kids to the Metro centre for some fresh air DD1 fell asleep in the double buggy, then DD2 fell asleep on the changing table (one of those with a strap)

WIBU to then look longingly at the changing room/toilet floor and consider it for napping purposes?

I decided against it, btw, on the grounds that the changing table strap probably wasn't secure. So vv carefully loaded DD2 into the pram and got a whole 3 sips of coffee in a coffee shop till DD1 woke up, shouted for cake and weed on the floor. Then the baby woke up and chucked some sandwiches about. I tipped heavily.

YANBU. Next time don't hesitate. And take to carrying a sleeping bag in the bottom of the buggy

"shouted for cake and weed on the floor" Double

YANBU!

Oh god how I remember those times... It doesn't last for ever, but in the meantime, may I suggest that the library is both quiet and cozy. Although there's no cake and they probably look askance at wee on the floor.

I used to hate that weeing on the floor thing! My DD did it in our corner shop when she was about 6 (about 1 min to go there, 1 min in shop and 1 min back - no excuse!)

I remember seriously thinking I could have 10 mins on the kitchen floor whilst waiting for the pasta to cook....those were the days!

Did you have any weed to give him, and does he always consume it with cake on the floor?

I once fell asleep on a bench in a major London museum whilst the DCs were messing round with an interactive display. Sadly it was only about 5 minutes before they came back, but long enough for me to have zonked and drooled on the leatherette.

I used to regularly fall asleep watching the kids swimming lessons...head lolling forward etc, then waking with a start and see the lifeguards laughing at me

My weak spot is the bus. If the kids are asleep in the pram, I rest my head on the window and could quite easily sleep for hours :)

"drooled on the leatherette".... LOLOL

Hilarious thread - sadly i can't contribute as I'm too old to remember where and how I fell asleep when mine were little!

Not long after I went back to work, when DS was under a year old anyway, we had an evening meeting to which a number of big clients were invited. I sat in the front row and spent much of the night doing that head-lolling thing with intermittent gasps as I drifted in and out of consciousness. Not my most professional hour