i was that mom today.
you know, the one that you see in the store and think "ooooh, i hope i never have to be her."
you know, the one that you see in the store and think "ooooh, i hope i never have to be her."
i walked out of target and left my cart (with things in it) in the middle of the store.
shall i explain?
the day started off a bit early for the girls. i had to be in downtown boise at 9:30 this morning.
plus i had a flat tire which i was trying to get fixed before i had to be in boise.
aaand was picking some things up from my dr. in town before leaving for boise.
so we were out the door by about 7:40. too early for us.
the flat didn't get fixed before leaving town.
the one day i need it fixed (i'm talking flat as flat can get), and they were swamped before they opened.
so the mr. came to the rescue and put one of my snow tires on for me so that i didn't have to drive an hour on a spare that's only meant to go 55 mph. yes, i'm aware it's the middle of august. shh, don't tell the cops.
then, my sister was in town so i got to spend a couple hours visiting with her.
it. was. fabulous.
i don't see her near often enough.
after that, we got some lunch and then stopped by les schwab to get the tire fixed.
there was a hour wait just until they would be able to get to it.
there was a park down the street, so we decided to go play while we waited.
after almost an hour, i decided that we'd go back and finish our wait at les schwab - since they should have been almost done. after waiting in their waiting room for almost another hour, they finally finished.
talk about a long wait to fix a flat.
by this time, it's well into nap time.
the girls slept for all of the ten minutes it took to get to target.
we go in and go to the cheap aisle. i pick up a couple of the dollar stories and go back to the toddler clothes.
and that's when the fun began.
b wouldn't share the stories with m, so i took them away.
she, of course, started to cry.
i told her to quit crying or we would go put the stories back.
that totally backfired on me.
instead of stopping, she started screaming and crying louder.
and that is when i left my cart and walked out of target with a toddler under each arm - both of them crying at this point.
i hope i never have to do that again.
talk about embarassing.
but i'm sure it won't be the last time.
shall i explain?
the day started off a bit early for the girls. i had to be in downtown boise at 9:30 this morning.
plus i had a flat tire which i was trying to get fixed before i had to be in boise.
aaand was picking some things up from my dr. in town before leaving for boise.
so we were out the door by about 7:40. too early for us.
the flat didn't get fixed before leaving town.
the one day i need it fixed (i'm talking flat as flat can get), and they were swamped before they opened.
so the mr. came to the rescue and put one of my snow tires on for me so that i didn't have to drive an hour on a spare that's only meant to go 55 mph. yes, i'm aware it's the middle of august. shh, don't tell the cops.
then, my sister was in town so i got to spend a couple hours visiting with her.
it. was. fabulous.
i don't see her near often enough.
after that, we got some lunch and then stopped by les schwab to get the tire fixed.
there was a hour wait just until they would be able to get to it.
there was a park down the street, so we decided to go play while we waited.
after almost an hour, i decided that we'd go back and finish our wait at les schwab - since they should have been almost done. after waiting in their waiting room for almost another hour, they finally finished.
talk about a long wait to fix a flat.
by this time, it's well into nap time.
the girls slept for all of the ten minutes it took to get to target.
we go in and go to the cheap aisle. i pick up a couple of the dollar stories and go back to the toddler clothes.
and that's when the fun began.
b wouldn't share the stories with m, so i took them away.
she, of course, started to cry.
i told her to quit crying or we would go put the stories back.
that totally backfired on me.
instead of stopping, she started screaming and crying louder.
and that is when i left my cart and walked out of target with a toddler under each arm - both of them crying at this point.
i hope i never have to do that again.
talk about embarassing.
but i'm sure it won't be the last time.
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