Why do a blog, you ask?
I know lots of wonderful people who do interesting and fun blogs. I always thought to myself, why would anyone want to hear about my rants and raves of my daily life and thoughts? Same reason I like to read others blogs; so you have that "Oh wow, you feel that way too" moment.
I sometimes feel like I am the only person on the face of this planet whos children have a mental breakdown in the middle of Target after a long day. Well, NO! I am not alone. There are others who's children throw themselves on the floor as well...so for all you people who need that, ahhh moment, here you go!
I live in a very rural area. Like one stop light, one grocery store rural area. Infact, my backyard is a farmers field, full of ripe butterbeans! So whenever I need my fix of civilazation or, Target, I make my way across a $17 dollar toll bridge...I know right!?! $17!!? Yes, $17!! So, you can see with that amount of money, plus gas, to be spent to get my fix on, I better well make it worth it.
After a few pit stops to random stores, including a sports store so the hubs can indulge on a very expensive golfing item, we arrive at our very last store, Target. Just wanted to go around and look at what was out for the fall. Well, my children had a different idea of what was fun. My daughter, C, my lovely oldest child, so desperately wanted to look at her trains. She is obsessed with trains. A few years back, I let her look at her trains while shopping and since then, its become a ritual. If I could take it back, I sure as heck would.
We looked at those trains. The same ones we look at everytime we go there. Then at costumes so she can look "fancy" for halloween. Then I needed to grab something for her homeschooling. You would have thought the world ended. She instantaeously started crying. Which triggered my sweet 14mth old, N, to start crying too. I am counting backwards from 10, to keep myself from not crying, and take a deep breath. C throws herself, in such a graceful fashion, on the floor hurting herself and making her cry for real. Long story short, we were "those" people at Target today.
Ahh, the glamour of overtired and cranky children. Can't help yourselves but give them a huge hug and say, if you don't pick yourself off the floor, so help me...(you fill in the blank)
Hope this made you feel like, woah, you're not alone!
I know lots of wonderful people who do interesting and fun blogs. I always thought to myself, why would anyone want to hear about my rants and raves of my daily life and thoughts? Same reason I like to read others blogs; so you have that "Oh wow, you feel that way too" moment.
I sometimes feel like I am the only person on the face of this planet whos children have a mental breakdown in the middle of Target after a long day. Well, NO! I am not alone. There are others who's children throw themselves on the floor as well...so for all you people who need that, ahhh moment, here you go!
I live in a very rural area. Like one stop light, one grocery store rural area. Infact, my backyard is a farmers field, full of ripe butterbeans! So whenever I need my fix of civilazation or, Target, I make my way across a $17 dollar toll bridge...I know right!?! $17!!? Yes, $17!! So, you can see with that amount of money, plus gas, to be spent to get my fix on, I better well make it worth it.
After a few pit stops to random stores, including a sports store so the hubs can indulge on a very expensive golfing item, we arrive at our very last store, Target. Just wanted to go around and look at what was out for the fall. Well, my children had a different idea of what was fun. My daughter, C, my lovely oldest child, so desperately wanted to look at her trains. She is obsessed with trains. A few years back, I let her look at her trains while shopping and since then, its become a ritual. If I could take it back, I sure as heck would.
We looked at those trains. The same ones we look at everytime we go there. Then at costumes so she can look "fancy" for halloween. Then I needed to grab something for her homeschooling. You would have thought the world ended. She instantaeously started crying. Which triggered my sweet 14mth old, N, to start crying too. I am counting backwards from 10, to keep myself from not crying, and take a deep breath. C throws herself, in such a graceful fashion, on the floor hurting herself and making her cry for real. Long story short, we were "those" people at Target today.
Ahh, the glamour of overtired and cranky children. Can't help yourselves but give them a huge hug and say, if you don't pick yourself off the floor, so help me...(you fill in the blank)
Hope this made you feel like, woah, you're not alone!
Look at these sweet faces...hard to believe that they'd be so cranky!
LOVE IT!!!
ReplyDeleteGuess we had a similar day! After finally buying Jordan Rae her new UGG boots at Nordstrom, and feeling SUPER BLESSED to be able to buy her such a special pair of shoes, we proceed on to The Children's Place for me to use a store credit that has been burning a whole in my wallet for almost a year now! The first thing she see's are a whole table chock full of bright and ruffle-y pink and white polka dot TUTU'S looking skirts!!! Of course, I'm taking full advantage of her attention being focused on something other than me (so I can shop for HER) and I find her some shirts and pants. Meanwhile, she has fully clothed herself with a shirt and skirt (taking her's off and throwing them onto a shelf nearby) I can see the disaster that is about to happen, so I try distraction to ask her to take the off the skirt because we have a BILLION skirts at home.
She starts to have a full on meltdown in the store and refuses to take off this skirt yelling "I need to wear a skirt" over and over!!! Just before this whole meltdown, these very nice ladies had been commenting on her "adorable outfit" and her "adorable uggs" and the store clerk was super impressed with her "manners" because Jordan Rae says to this clerk,"May I borrow this skirt please??" With the sweetest look on her face (She knows when she says "May I" followed by whatever that it usually gets a big smile and a "yes". ) I look over to see Benjamin has come to find us in the store after waiting outside and he is watching this whole thing go down about to meltdown himself. He plucks her up and takes her to the back to let her know what will happen next if she continues on this way. (Which causes even more loud whining and screaming for all the customers to look at).By this point she is red-faced, and snotty nosed (wiping it on the brand new shirt that the store still owns at this point)and can barely breathe she's so worked up over this skirt.
Suffice it to say that I walked out of there feeling like everyone in that store was thinking "What a brat, she has just been given a pair of $100 UGG boots and she is kicking and screaming because she "needs to wear a skirt" like she is the Penniless Princess!!
- So, NO! You are not the only "That Family" today! And apparently neither was I!
:)!!! We are not alone!