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Shopping with 3 monsters.
If I would have been speaking out loud in Vons today -
"Oh Dear Lord, please give me the strength to manage my children for the next 20 minutes, and still come out of it sane. Please keep Mitchell from crying, Kaitlynn from running into that one lady, again, and Andrew from collapsing the baking potato display...... again. Give me serenity so that I do not scream outrageously, in turn hurting the ears of these poor, unsuspecting kidless grocery shoppers today. Grant me the creativty to give a new answer for the next time I hear, "Mommy can we buy this?". Prevent my fingers from dialing the nearest orphanage the next time Andrew 'hides' from me in the adjacent aisle. And most importantly, bestow upon me the patience to not beat my children for breaking each and every single rule that we discussed in detail repeatedly during the car ride over here. (sigh) Amen. That's it! You're going straight home and taking a nap! No you cannot have those fruit snacks!! No dessert for you guys tonight! Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry about that sir. Kaitlynn watch where you're going. Move out of the way so she can get through Andrew. Leave those roses alone! Please put the yogurt in the cart gently. Sorry, we still have to get tortillas and cornstarch................ AHHHHHHH!" 2 comments from 2 users
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posted by
pelly
on Jun 3, 2008 at 04:35 PM
haha, i feel that way and I only have one. :) posted by
bushelandapeck
on Jun 1, 2008 at 09:36 PM
Yeah. We had a couple of trips like that, and then we started having "training sessions." The hubby and I would plan shopping trips and one of us would be waiting for "the call" from the other. So, here's how it went: I go shopping with the kiddo. (She already knows that if she's "not fun to be with" then she goes to her room until she can be fun to be around.) The kiddo starts crying/whining/repeatedly asking/grabbing/fill in the blank with anything that makes for a "not fun" shopping trip. I tell her she has a choice: she can be fun to be with or she can go to her room. Well, of course she thinks the "go to your room" part is bogus. If she continues not to be fun, I call the hubby, and he's right there to pick her up and take her home to her room. After a few of these sessions, she's learned to be a pretty good shopper. Now there have been times when I couldn't enforce the "go to your room" part, so I don't give that as an option. We have gone to the car before. But overall, the training sessions worked. I feel for you. Days like that are exhausting. Oh, and don't you love when a kid throws herself down in the parking lot and proceeds to have the tantrum of the century?
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