This is Part 3 of my You Can't Make This Stuff Up re-cap from our trip to Tuscaloosa for my sister's graduation. Part 1 is an account of our hotel; Part 2 is an account of our waitress; and Part 3 is an account of well...poop. Yes, I'm afraid you read that correctly...poop.
After dinner, we went back to the hotel briefly. Then we decided to go out again. So we were all 7 (my parents, sister, children, Hubby, & I) walking to our car. The kids and I were riding in the back. As I was walking to the car I stepped in something squishy. Gross! As I got in the car, I said "Hey kids, watch out right here...there's something squishy." Then I crawled all through the car to back seat. The kids got in next. Our Girl started saying, "Ewwww...what is that smell??!?!?!" I started smelling the kids. "Mom, It's not me!" No, it wasn't the kids. The squishy stuff I stepped in??? Yep, you guessed it...I stepped in poop!! I tracked it on the floor mats all the way to the back of the car! We had no idea that the hotel where we stayed allowed pets. Hmmm...maybe that's why the rooms smelled bad too!