65 and Mortified

Yesterday was my dad's 65th b-day. He celebrated it "old school" with Sinbad, En Vogue, and gambling at the Winstar casino in OK. Since he had big plans we held his family birthday party today at Artin's. My mom had called to make sure they were baby friendly and they assured her they were....which they were, everything was great...until I had to take Maison to the bathroom and discovered they did not have a changing table. Ok, so the counter...nope they had above counter sinks. So where does that leave? Yep, the floor...the nasty azz, germ ridden floor. I was M-OR-T-FIED!!! How was it that my dad was the one who was officially became a senior citizen, yet I was the one that was mortified?

G'daddy with Maison