Lovely sunny day today wasn't it? Maybe good to go the park you think? I thought so anyway, trundled along with ds1 (2.8) and ds2 (4months) we had been there 20 mins when ds1 had a paddy over playing bat n ball. I settled down to feed ds2 who had also started screaming, we were already getting some looks at this point. Ds1 then ran off while i was busy feeding i shouted for him to come bk, cue more looks. He does start to run bk but a few yards away he stops, pulls down pants and trousers and announces he is having a wee.
then he squats down and shouts i need a poo too mummy. I scream noooo ds1, hastily put baby down on the rug and leg it towards him boob out. By the time i get to him he is halfway through. Ds2 is busy screaming after being unceremoniously dumped in the middle of dinner. For some reason i have no wipes in the change bag except for one, half dry already mucky from wiping his chocolate face earlier. I do my best to clean him up, put the now filthy wipe in a pocket of my bag [grim] and make the sharpest exit possible, leaving the offending poo behind with two nearby families staring in disgust and horror. Why did ground not open up and swallow me???? Anyone else any horror stories to tell, this one will stick with me for a while 