Tonight I was forced to eat at the BK because of this outdoor playground. I was shocked to see this, as many Burger King locations have done away with giving moms a chance to sit back and relax (or in my case feed the baby) while the hoodlum’s children run out all that energy they have stored up.
So we pull in, and I give the marching orders (this is how I handle them when it’s just me, I’m the drill sergeant, and they are the cadets). I told them we needed to head straight to the bathroom so I could change the girls’ diapers. Well, we get into the restroom, and it hit me like a diaper pail. I have NEVER been in a BK that has a changing table. With a shred of hope, I asked Jordan to check the large stall for a changing table; it wasn’t there. I, being the Houdini that I am, managed to change Lexi standing up, but poor Anna had to wait till we got back to the car. I wasn’t about to lay her down on that nasty floor!
Seriously BK, consider this my warning! If you don’t care enough about moms to install a changing table in your bathrooms, I will stop at every BK I see and affix a neon poster in the ladies room that says’s “We have changing tables in the dining room for your convenience.”
I bet that would get their attention 🙂