Mall Accident.

Anna requested that we go shopping this afternoon...really.  She ran up to me and said, "mommy, I wanna go choppin'!"  It took some serious convincing (HA!), but I got us dressed and off we went.  We went to Lowe's and got some more paint for the house then went to the mall for a late Chic-Fil-A lunch.  As we sat with Nana, who was killing some time in between picking up the cousins from school, Anna ate her chicken, french fries, and fruit.  All of a sudden, she stands up in her chair, winces and says, "I needa go tee-tee!" As she says this her hand goes straight to her crotch to try to hold it in.  Does that ever really work?  Nope.  Not even a little bit.  A gush of pee comes streaming out soaking her pant legs and making a huge puddle on the chair and floor.  We are sitting in the food court area with people all around.  The look on Anna's face was great.  You would've thought she just accidentally killed someone really important.  Or maybe she thought she was about to be killed.  Either way, I ran to get approximately 950 napkins to soak up everything.  I then got enough for about a 2 inch layer for her to sit on to soak up her drenched pants.  It was cleaned up in record time and I don't know that many people even noticed.  Although I would have been mortified if I saw it happen to someone else.  I tried not to make a big deal out of it.  She hasn't had an accident, even at night and for naps, like this in months and even then, it wasn't in public.  I didn't have any clothes for her to change into so we stuck her back in the stroller and went to get her some more panties and pants off the clearance rack.  She thought her new "princess panties" were great.  I made sure that she knew that she WAS NOT going to get more panties and clothes the next time she had an accident.