Let it be known, I do everything in my power to avoid taking all my children to the store. I rarely take more than one or two. If it is possible, I take NONE.
I went to the store a couple of nights ago because I needed to get Aaneqa's prescriptions (she's got strep). We were ALL there. Well, the kids and I. Meds weren't ready so we roamed the store for a while.
I was extremely proud of myself for remembering that I needed to get an ornament for an exchange. I found three ornaments. Two for an exchange, one for us.
Halfway through the store, the baby reaches for me with one of the ornaments. A glittery ball was missing from the ornament. I was frustrated but figured, well, at least I have one ornament left for the exchange, maybe I'll just throw in the other one as well.
When we got to the checkstand, Rhys put the other exchange ornament down and it BROKE. ON THE CONVEYER BELT. Argh!!
So the only ornament which left the store with us was the one I bought FOR us. I found that one on the floor last night with two parts missing. (grr kittens)
I have almost typed about this event for two days now, I was going to add a snarky comment about how the baby was going to be pooping glitter for a week.
This morning, I was changing a poopy diaper and well. . . . . . there was glitter in the poop. . . . .
*snort*
