Shopping with kids
We had no food.
No bread. No lunch meat. No anything that my second grader was willing to eat for lunch. And certainly nothing for dinner.
David was out of town all day, leaving me no choice but to gear up and head into battle: I took the three kids grocery shopping.
The beginning all seemed so hopeful.
They were happy and full of anticipation. Even though they were not shopping with The Fun Guy who buys them Lucky Charms and Cars fruit snacks and economy bags of Skittles. We made it through produce and pasta and sauce and dairy.
Have you ever pushed one of those carts with the car in front? Not only do they weigh 729 pounds, but they are impossible to maneuver in the aisles without knocking down the displays of Stovetop Stuffing and goldfish crackers. So I was pushing the car and more than 80 pounds of child and we were doing okay and then, right in frozen foods, the wheels fell off the crazy train.
Xander wanted Sage out of the car front of the cart. I made her get out, and then Sawyer got in, and then Xander got out and started screaming. Good thing this wasn’t around 5 p.m. when the store starts filling up with people stopping in on their way home from work. Because then there’d be a LOT of people staring at us.
So then Sawyer got out and Xander got back in and we had momentary quiet – before they ALL got out and started racing down the aisles, trying to grab the junk food off the shelves and toss it into the cart without my noticing.
I noticed. Back the crap went.
Complete catastrophe was averted when I got them interested in picking out stuff for making their own pizzas for dinner. Then Sage decided she was going to climb on the roof of the car and Xander stuck his head out and tried to kick her and Sawyer kept asking if he could play Call of Duty when he got home.
“We’re done, Mom, right?” he asked every five seconds.
Oh, I was done. D-O-N-E. Unfortunately, I hadn’t yet bought him anything for his lunch. Finally, we got in the checkout line. Xander and Sage ran off and I dispatched Sawyer to find them so I could pay the $82 in peace.
I loaded the groceries in the back of our SUV and shoved the kids into the car and pushed the stupid cart back in front of the store.
And then I cried.