Tonight I was one of those people. I went to do my grocery shopping, unshowered and unmakuped with my baby in tow. She was in a mismatched outfit, with a crusty nose, spit-up on her shirt and carrots in her eyebrows. At least she was wearing socks. And pants.
At the store I was carrying her around in my baby carrier so she could look around at what's going on and babble at passers-by. And you know, she's starting to get kind of heavy. While I was going around a corner, I noticed some pretzels that I liked better than the bag I already had in my cart. And do you know what I did? I traded them, right then and there and put the other bag where it doesn't belong. I never do that! I hate being responsible for putting things where they don't belong. So sorry shelf-stocker people, the baby was heavy and it was getting very close to bed time.
I will add that the trip to the store actually ended very pleasantly. I never accept help from the baggers to take stuff to my car. I always feel so awkward and I have no talent for small talk. But while I was muscling stuff into my car, baby still on chest, some boys walked by and offered to put the heavy stuff in the car for me. How nice! I love nice people. And on the ride home Beethoven's 9th was on the radio. That put me in such a good mood that the impatient Dallas drivers only made me a little bit annoyed.
And now I'm home, the baby is carrot free and sleeping and my fridge is full. Happy day!
(Doesn't she look happy to be home? Just promise me you won't look too long or closely at this picture.)
At the store I was carrying her around in my baby carrier so she could look around at what's going on and babble at passers-by. And you know, she's starting to get kind of heavy. While I was going around a corner, I noticed some pretzels that I liked better than the bag I already had in my cart. And do you know what I did? I traded them, right then and there and put the other bag where it doesn't belong. I never do that! I hate being responsible for putting things where they don't belong. So sorry shelf-stocker people, the baby was heavy and it was getting very close to bed time.
I will add that the trip to the store actually ended very pleasantly. I never accept help from the baggers to take stuff to my car. I always feel so awkward and I have no talent for small talk. But while I was muscling stuff into my car, baby still on chest, some boys walked by and offered to put the heavy stuff in the car for me. How nice! I love nice people. And on the ride home Beethoven's 9th was on the radio. That put me in such a good mood that the impatient Dallas drivers only made me a little bit annoyed.
And now I'm home, the baby is carrot free and sleeping and my fridge is full. Happy day!
(Doesn't she look happy to be home? Just promise me you won't look too long or closely at this picture.)
5 comments:
Lillian, Auntie misses you and loves you so very much. I hope your mom and dad are behaiving.. lol Ian and Megs I love you guys. Thank you so much for letting Kylee and I spend the week with you. I am so in love with my niece even more. Megs my heart melts when I see Lil in your arms :) love you guys!
After one particulary bad trip to the grocery store with all four kids of mine (screaming, fits, etc) I had the gall to not take my shopping cart to the little cage thing, I just left it by the van. Some lady gave me a big crusty, and then I cried all the way home. Ever since then, I have always tried to give people the benefit of the doubt! I am glad those nice boys helped you!
That makes me laugh...especially because I'm sure the person who put the first bag there was another tired Mom, probably in sweatpants that may or may not have bought herself a candy bar and soda at the checkout just to make the day a little less "like that".
Ah, the joys of being a mother.
I love her expression!
I wish I looked that beautiful sans makeup!!
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