OK, I’m not sure why I’m telling this story, but then a story like this really should not go untold. Beth’s birthday was on Friday. She’s a little different than most people in that she does not like going out to eat. So Jaxon (my 5 year old) and I decided to go out to eat to celebrate her birthday without her. Yes, she agreed to it, since she could get some quiet time. We went and had a good dinner at Ryan’s. Then it was time for dessert so we check out the dessert buffet. Jaxon decided he wanted an ice cream cone. I got a piece of chocolate cake. So we set back down at our table. At this point I should point out that I’ve been eating pretty well lately on my diet, and was not really used to eating some of the food I had just eaten. So after 1 bite of chocolate cake, my stomach made a loud noise and felt like it was trying to turn upside down. I said, “Jaxon, we gotta go to the bathroom, now.” I couldn’t leave him at the table by himself. He asked, “what am I gonna do with my ice cream cone?” I said, “Just bring it and come on.” So we entered the bathroom and I decided we’d use the extra large handicap stall so he could stay in there with me and eat his ice cream cone. No, this isn’t the funny part. So I sit down, and right then Jaxon says, “Daddy! I gotta go potty too!!”. Great timing, as usual with kids. Now what are we going to do with the ice cream cone? Not being able to think of any other options, I say, “just give it to me and I’ll hold it while you go out and potty, and then wash your hands and come back in here. So he does. And as he leaves, he doesn’t close the stall door all the way, and of course I can’t reach it to close it. Then the next thing I know, a guy comes up to my stall thinking it’s empty since the door isn’t latched, and sticks his head in. I look up at him, sitting there on the pot with my ice cream cone in hand. I wasn’t sure what to do at that point, so I figured a wave and a smile would be as good of a choice as anything else I could think of at the moment.

So, man in the red and white shirt, if you happen to be reading this… now you know the rest of the story.