1, 2, 3 strikes your out...

I am not a baseball fan. I played some softfall when I was younger we called it the "ponytail" league. I have been to Turner and Yankee fields but I just have trouble really getting into it all. If Brad's fantasy baseball team is doing okay I may so a little more interest.

Sunday, we took Hunter to his first baseball game. We went to see the Nashville Sounds play. I am sure my husband will share more details on his blog.

Of course Hunter loved it. It was hot but all was well until... the dirty diaper!!!

I take Hunter to the restroom only to see that where I would expect to find a changing station there is one of the "scent, condom, whatever you might need except a changing table" thingys.

So, I go into the large handicap stall with fingers crossed that they have one in there, I have seen restaraunts do that.

No, no, no. So, I change a wild and crazy 18 month olds dirty diaper across my lap while I sit on a toilet!!! Now, as they say hind sight is 20/20, I should have been prepared for this to happen. In the future when we go to an event and I have not been to said event with kid in tow I will be prepared.

Just so you know, when I left the women's restroom, I glanced in the Men's and there on the wall where the "scent, condom, whatever you might need except a changing table" thingy had hung in the women's restroom, you guessed it - A CHANGING TABLE!!

That was it for me "Take me out to the house" I was ready to go...

Here are some pics...