Farm life

Farm life
Farm girls look beautiful to get dirty

Saturday, May 8, 2010

A shopping cart kicked my ass today....

Actually, 2 shopping carts kicked my ass. I have been in dire need to go grocery shopping. I despise grocery shopping with my youngest daughter. So, logically, I have put it off until there was absolutely nothing for her to eat for breakfast this a.m.. She had some Goldfish crackers and a juice. Really, I just admitted it. She got up really early this morning but it was only 10 a.m. so I thought she could handle the trip. We tried yesterday but didn't even make it out of the car. I knew better. Today, we made it into the store. That is when she spotted "Sandi the horse" that she has NEVER even been on before. All she did was scream "I ride the horse, I ride the horse" and kick me as I am trying to hold onto her. I told her no and tried putting her in the cart. And tried again, and again, and again. It literally took me probably 30 attempts at putting her into the damn cart before I was able to get her damn feet into the squares and get her legs to bend at the same time(seriously, I am 9 months pregnant and not one person stopped to see if I could use some help...). Clearly, the shopping carts were invented by a man with no kids. After all that, the f*ing seat belt didn't latch, and Maggie needs to be strapped in! So, I take a deep breathe, try to find a cart that the seat belt latches and grab her out of the cart. BIG MISTAKE. This cart's belt did indeed buckle, however, the little plastic seat that kids bottoms sit on, well that wouldn't stay down. So I make a few attempts at getting her into the cart and the plastic part keeps flipping up, covering the feet holes. I feel like a complete failure. I have tears streaming down my face and can't breathe. Maggie is screaming the whole time. I grab her and walk out. We didn't even make it past the carts. I got to the van and literally sobbed and cried like I haven't cried in a loooong time. I threw in the towel and decided we could survive with another meal of goldfish and juice. Who needs milk, eggs, bread, breakfast food, lunch food, dinner food...etc. We still have leftover Easter candy. I think there may even be an old Smart One's meal we could share. A little freezor burn never hurt anyone, did it? Seriously...

3 comments:

  1. Oh, Marqui...I'm sorry. Wouldn't you know those shopping carts always cause trouble! I remember one time I was carrying Lenin and chasing after Kiara and couldn't pull the damn cart out of the one it was attached to. Finally someone helped me, but it took awhile. Hang in there!

    ReplyDelete
  2. I can distinctly recall a grocery store nightmare visit with my son, where I cried. I don't think I took kids to the store for years. I get it. So sorry for you.
    S.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Happy to meet you. Don't know how I got here, but glad I found you. I've been hopping around looking for new blogs. This is nice, I like your style, and you're funny.

    ReplyDelete

Really, people, we all love messages, so clearly....leave me one!! Seriously...