You’ve just psyched yourself up for a trip to the post office while pregnant with 2 kids (2 and 4) and 2 packages that really must go out today. Upon unloading your 2 year old from the car, you discover her diaper is FOUL, and LOADED to the brim. You, of course, forgot the diaper bag because your arms were full of the packages and children on the way out of the house.
A. Pack everyone back into the car and head straight home for a diaper change, knowing that by the time you get back to the post office (which you really have to come back to TODAY) it will be much busier, and it will likely be raining… hard.
B. Head on in with the stink bomb disguised as a toddler and pray her diaper doesn’t self destruct while she tears through the post office as you wait your turn, all the while avoiding the disgusted looks of strangers when they get a whiff of her as she whizzes by.
I chose B. Like, 20 minutes ago. This is my life.