I went grocery shopping today after picking my daughter up from daycare. I had 3 different instances where I thought, "if a bromom saw me now, she would recognize a kindred spirit."
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I brought some snacks with for the kiddo because it makes life much easier. I gave her the puff container (since she really likes being able to reach in and get her own food) and I look away for a moment to check out some funky flavored tortillas (they have tomato-flavored ones!!). I look back just in time to see her let go of the container and watch it fall through the leg hole on the cart. It, of course, lands upside down, so I quickly scoop a bunch back in (hey, if they're laying on each other, then they haven't touched the floor yet...), put a lid on and gave it back to her to play with while I cleaned the rest up. By God's mercy I was RIGHT next to a trash can, so picking up and throwing the rest away was as easy as possible.
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There were people and carts in our way to the refrigerators, so we took a side route through the wine section. I told her, "sorry, but we aren't getting any wine." She immediately starts whining and doesn't stop until I ask her, "ok, fine, which one do you want?" Luckily she didn't make another noise or gesture until we got out of the aisle, so I didn't get to buy my 14 month kid wine.
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I was putting the kiddo back in the car after loading everything else up and I bonked her head while getting her situated into the seat. First time I've ever done that. So, of course, she starts crying, I frantically look around for something to calm her and see that past-tardisgater was a saint and had left a pasci in the car door. I felt almost bad-ass when I gave it to her right away and she stopped crying. It was almost like I was a super-mom and had thought of everything.
So, yup, just another typical day of shopping with a toddler.
Submitted October 03, 2015 at 05:04AM by tardisgater http://ift.tt/1MPgrHi breakingmom
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