The carts at Sam's club are JUMBO. But apparently they aren't big enough for a wily witto toddler, infant in carseat, two enormous boxes of diapers (stowed precariously underneath), mondo pack of paper towels, gigantic pack of toilet paper, two loaves of bread and the oversized monster bag of tortilla chips. We purchased our loot, I made a perilous pyramid on top of sweet Hannah, and we trudged out into the snow and sludge of the parking lot. What wasn't dislodged into the muddy puddles on its own was chucked in by Madderdoon. Madi was at her wits' end after missing her nap to go shopping with Ma and began nudging the delicate pyramid into the slimy sludge as we plowed to the van. UGH! Not my finest moment. I strapped my mini miss Hulk into her carseat and let her think we were driving off without her paci which she had also taken out and chucked into the muck. "Bye, paci! So sorry Madi threw you in the snow. So sad. Bye!" Tears and screaming the entire drive home. But no worries! We had PLENTY of tissue to wipe up her boogers and dry her sad eyes when we got home. Why did I try to leave the house today? "WHAT WAS I THINKING?" (A question I ask myself often lately) :) :) :)
I am glad you are making posts like this so you can remember how it was. Time will pass and new experiences will try and test you as you raise those beautiful girls. I remember saying "What was I thinking?" alot at Church.
I am glad you are making posts like this so you can remember how it was. Time will pass and new experiences will try and test you as you raise those beautiful girls. I remember saying "What was I thinking?" alot at Church.
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