POOP+no clothes=new outfit from K-mart

We were at a friends Tax company and Vincent pooped his pants. I didn't have a change of clothes for him and we were going to go out to dinner so I had to run into K-mart and get him some new clothes. I had put a shirt (one of mine) on him while I went into the store and had a blanket over him so no one would see that I was a bad mom. But much to my dismay, Vincent kicked off the blanket and this sweet little old lady walked past and gave me the evil eye. Vincent had bare legs, no socks, and you could see his chest (the shirt was way to big).