What was I thinking?
I just had the 2 little guys so I thought we would head over to Academy, I needed to pick up a few uniform shirts for Sour Apple, then we could go have lunch at Chick-Fil-A then run to Target for a few more storage/organizational supplies. I even told Boog I would let him take a toy (you know, buy one of course) if he was a good boy and would help me.
Academy went off pretty much without a hitch. Mostly...
Off to Chick-Fil-A. I tell Boog we are going to drive-thru and eat in the car before we go to Target. He says he really wants to eat inside because he has never been in there before. I say ok, sure why not, we were not really in a hurry.
What was I thinking?
Well, as if that were not enough, Target is in the same parking lot so I thought "Hey, why don't we just park over at Target or somewhere in the middle and just walk so I do not have to get the kids out and back in their seats just to cross the parking lot. You know...save yourself some trouble Mommy."
WHAT WAS I THINKING?
So...we park at Target, I put on my black ring sling, pop Tutti-Frutti in, grab the big diaper bag, grab Boog's hand and off we go across the parking lot at 100 degrees in the afternoon.
What was I thinking?
We get not even half way across the parking lot and the diaper bag starts to slip off of my shoulder, again and again and again. Did I mention that I also had my high chair/shopping cart cover? Boog proceeds to start saying he cannot walk anymore. The bag is now in the bend of the arm I am using to hold on to Boog. Tutti-Frutti is leaning forward to see Boog, we are dodging traffic from every direction. The parking lot is full, the drive-thru is full and it is also the most jacked up drive-thru in town.
What was I thinking?
Ok, we get inside, diaper bag still in the bend of my arm, Tutti-Frutti still leaning, Boog still whining. We are next, Thank God! The man takes our order and I begin to realize I am alone, 2 small children, huge diaper bag, high chair cover, 2 drinks, 2 meals, a tray...I know, I know...people do it all of the time. I do it all of the time...why was today so different? The man sees I am obviously alone and asks if I might need help getting to the table. Wheew. Help! Great. "Yes, thank you, that would be awesome and would you mind grabbing me a high chair while you are at it?"
What was I thinking?
We get to the table, get everyone loaded up in their seats and guess what? The order is wrong. Are you kidding me?
I ask the lady sitting across from me (she looked nice) if she would keep an eye on the kids while I just ran to the register, I could still see the table but it made me feel better anyway. I get to the register, tell them my order was wrong and ask if they would mind bringing it to my table when it was ready because I left my kids and needed to get back to them.
What was I thinking?
We sit for what must have been almost 10 minutes, no one has come with Boog's food, yes it was his they messed up, always is. I keep standing up looking to see if they are on the way. By this time, the nice lady had packed up and left. I see them looking at me, I see them pointing in my direction, I wait...nothing. I look again, now they are asking some guy in line if he will bring my stuff to me. Are you kidding me? He is looking like he is lost. I finally get up, angry at this point and go to the register and tell them, "Thank you very much for your help. I am here alone with 2 small children and a little help would have been nice." I know, not the nicest thing to say. Oh well...
What was I thinking?
We finally finish our food, Tutti-Frutti was having his way with everything on the table and it took a while to get out of there. Boog really wanted a brownie but there was just no way I could bear standing in line and most likely getting the wrong thing again. I make a deal with him that when we leave Target we will drive through and get one to take home. I am thinking a cheesecake would have been good too so it sounds like a deal to me. So we pack up, I put the sling back on (generally I love this particular sling, it is quick and he likes to ride on my hip so it works well for us, not today...not when I have to carry a diaper bag on my shoulder and keep up with Boog.) only this time, I put the diaper bag on my shoulder first, then the sling, that seems to work much better. Load Tutti-Frutti back up, grab the high chair cover, grab Boog and head out the door toward Target.
What was I thinking?
We are not out the door good and the whining kid is back. "I cannot walk any more, my feet hurt, it is hot." I am thinking at this point, "Just get in the car and go home. Call it even and run for your life." But noooo, I carried on.
What was I thinking?
We get to Target...finally. Boog has recently decided that he likes to ride in the cart that has the 2 seats attached to the cart. Feels like you are driving a semi. I get the kids loaded up and strapped in and off we go. First we go look at book shelves, humm, I find one I like AND it is on sale. Must be fate. I load it up and carry on. It must have weighed 100lbs! Next we head over to the kid's bedding section. I find an activity table that would work great in the new playroom (more on that to come) AND it was on sale. Fate again, clearly! I
Now remember I had promised Boog he could take something but there was just no way I could drive the cart around Target and not be able to see this whole time. I have to convince him that we have to go to the car first then we will come back inside and look for a toy as soon as I find a few more things. He thankfully cooperated (it could have been very ugly) all on his own.
What was I thinking?
We get checked out, that was the easy part, and head out to the car. For those of you who do not know, I drive a beast, (well that is what I call her anyway) an Excursion. I should have plenty of room, right? Well, I have a single and double stroller, a swim vest and a baby float in the back. Humm, now what? I get the activity table loaded up on top of all the junk in the back and wonder now what in the heck am I going to do with the book shelf and better yet, HOW in the heck am I going to be able to do this alone. Oh great...I see 2 young guys heading my way. Thank God! I asked them if they would please help me load the mammoth book shelf into the beast and they said they would love to and were actually just about to ask if I needed help. They finally got it in the front seat, with the seat leaned back. They were so sweet. They even asked if I needed help with the boys!
We head back into Target...what was I thinking?
I had to get a few things for my desk then off to the toys we go. We must have walked up and down every aisle 12 times. You would think that if someone told you that you could buy something, you might find something you want. Not Boog, he wanted to look at everything. I thought we would never get out of there. Finally after about an hour, he picked a little Star Wars pack with 2 characters in it. Thank goodness. Now for the trip home...wheew, we finally made it.
WHAT WAS I THINKING? I know...I wasn't!
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