Yesterday I was merrily on my way to Walmart with my 3 kids and MD's BFF Taylor (cause grocery shopping is so easy with kids I like to take mine AND an extra one or two) when someone requested we eat chinese. Well, I wouldn't want them to get hungry and feel bad while we pick out our healthy food.
At the restaurant there was a lady and 2 teens sitting at the table across from us. We made eye contact and exchanged smiles. I went to the buffet to fill the 2 little one's plates. When I came back the lady said,
"Your kids are so well behaved. They just sat there and talked while you were gone."
My heart dropped to my toes and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up! If we had been in a movie...the wind would have suddenly changed direction. I said "thank you" and she proceeded to tell me about the horrors of eating out with her friend's children.
Everything was fine...we had a great meal. Then we went to Walmart...
Cutie decided she was mad and was going to argue at me through all the health and beauty aisles. She caught sight of the Halloween section and became my "hat." Wild Child got away from the 2 teens and Manga Dork said there was a woman who actually said "Gee!" while they chased her through half the store. Then the teens got called down by a Walmart associate for playing volleyball down an aisle. I was innocently in the food section. Yes...my children were "Those kids" and I was "That mom."
They even had the nerve to ask for ice cream while we were driving home.
I knew I shouldn't have had chinese.
Monday, October 12, 2009
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16 comments:
Walmart is like the Bermuda Triangle of parenting!
It's times like those that make me wonder why we wanted kids.
kristina's comment made me laugh out loud!
and you found the perfect pictures to illustrate the story. :)
Bermuda triangle, that's funny!
my mom used to act like she didn't know whose kids those were acting that way!
ha ha!
Love your header! And the Princess pics. Those are to die for.
Why do we never remember that kids have time limits? When I'm out running errands, I want to do it all. Be gone for hours, just checking things off my list. And I ALWAYS forget the 3 and 4 year olds just aren't capable of that.
Maybe we'll have this mom thing down by the time they leave the house......
lol!! i love it!! haaaa! my kids do the SAME thing!!! and yet, i still take them with me every time!!!
LOL My son lvoes going to Walmart because he thinks he's going to get sometime. I spoil him and he knows it. Lately he's been getting all Pissy though cause I don't have money to just by him $10 bakugans everythime I go there. And I go there a lot. lol
Visiting from SITS.
You are fun-NY.. Isn't it great being a Mom? I love your princess pictures! At least they were princesses during lunch.. One small moment to realize you are a great mother.
I love your reader comments. Walmart the Bermuda Triangle .... Rolling on the floor laughing. See there - You are one great mom and these things can't be predicted in the Bermuda Triangle :-D..
love the princess rowdy pic :D
sometimes you just have to pretend they aren't yours LOL :D
Oh my heck! That is funny! I remember the days....now it's the battle of Sissy in the restaurants and the stores......good times all around isn't it?
I love going to Wal-Mart...cheap prices, great selection of stuff..oh, and it can be entertaining at times. And I'm convinced there's something about that place that makes kids go wacko, like it's a full moon in there all the time.
No, I think you should have just gone home after the Chinese.
OMG LOL! I'm laughing so hard my side hurts! =)
I love those picts! Too funny!!! It happens. About the time I think my kids will polish their halos their horns get in the way.
Ha ha, too funny but kids will be kids. I love the Disney Princess pics - your humor is amazing!
oh my...Kristina is FUNNY...that is the best saying I've ever heard...and SO true!
...hey at least you got the compliment first...right!?!?
...and the nerve to ask for ice-cream after all that...they must be related to my kids!! lol! ;)
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