Luckily, it quit about 10 am and started to warm up.
They put on a show for us. Em was in the back in charge of costumes and makeup. I could remember when she wanted to be the one on stage.
Junior: I don't want to go into the girl's bathroom.
Me: It's okay, it's a bathroom for mommys and little boys.
Junior: That doesn't make any sense.
Me: Just go potty, you don't have any other alternatives right now.
He starts to potty.
Another mom and her little boy walk in.
Junior: Hey, this bathroom IS for mommy and their little boys.
Me: Yep, so focus on what you're doing.
Other Little Boy: I just peed all over my legs.
Other Mom: How did you manage that?
Junior: That doesn't sound good.
Me: Focus on yourself kiddo.
Then the other mom tried to get into the stall where the little boy had locked himself in, apologizing and explaining that he was three and she should have known she couldn't go into her own stall.
Junior at this point announces to everyone in the bathroom that he is pooping, a lot.
Thankfully the third lady in there assured us that the boy with pee on his legs in the locked stall, and the boy that were pooping a lot were no problem because she had a 4 year old son.
We finally made it out of there.
I had to fit in an hour and 45 minute bike ride, so we tracked down the parts to the trainer and got it situated in front of the tv.
Even with a good movie, it's a long ride inside. I better get used to it though because it's where I'll put a lot of time in once Gunner is gone. JRTC is creeping up...