Good morning. Well, just “morning” might be more appropriate. Kids are arguing and screaming at one another (as usual). Husband is off to work. And I get to take the kids shopping for a birthday gift. Normally, I would have done this alone but since the gift is for my son’s friend, I feel my son really should have some input as to what to give.
I always dread going shopping with my children. Being in the vacinity of new toys, clothes, shoes, Pokemon cards and lip gloss is fine with one child, but entering that scary place with two (who scrap and squabble incessantly) is not a good thing. It’s bad enough that they antagonize each other at home, but must it continue in public? Apparently so.
After our last grocery trip together before school started, I stopped at Starbucks. While I was waiting for the drinks my children got into a big argument. One breathed on the other or some such thing. The man behind me in line was chuckling a bit (why is this always funny to others?) and reassured me that school was starting the very next week. We got our drinks and left. We reached the car, I let the kids in, put the groceries in the back and shut the trunk. I could still hear the bickering so I decided to just sit on my bumper and enjoy a bit of my coffee in the relative peace of the parking lot. Out comes the man who was behind me in Starbucks, he sees me sitting there on my bumper, hears the muffled dispute coming from inside the car and laughs again. I just looked at him and said, “What?!” He snickered and drove off.
I didn’t sit there long, but I had had enough. I hope I didn’t argue with my brothers as much as my children argue with each other. I’m sure I did though and for that, Mom, I’m sorry.
My only hope for a peaceful shopping experience this afternoon lies in the hope of someone else’s children misbehaving worse than my own. As strange as that sounds, my kids become perfect angels when they see another boy or girl acting inappropriately and then being reprimanded. It works like magic.
I understand. I just don’t care.
I love this sassy Megan image from The Greeting Farm. (I got mine from Hope Stamps Eternal but it looks like it’s currently sold out.) It was a “must have” for me. I’m always on the look-out for sassy sentiments and when I find a sassy image to go along with them…I’m happy. I accidentally stamped her a little crookedly but decided it gave her a bit more of an attitude so I left her alone. (lol) Sadly, this is the last of my brown suede flowers.
I’m off to shower. And then torture myself buying this gift. Hopefully I will find other moms being tortured worse than myself…not to wish a bad experience on others, but it will make my shopping experience a little more pleasant. Just sayin’.
Stamps: The Greeting Farm “Megan”, River City Rubber Works “I Understand” Ink: Memento Tuxedo Black; Adirondack Sandal Cardstock: Prism Suede Brown Dark, Natural Smooth Patterned Paper: Basic Grey Earth Love 6×6 paper pad Accessories: Copic markers (E000, E00, E33, E35, E29, YR0000, YR00, YR23, R20), Prismacolor pencils/turnpenoid, We R Memory Keepers felt flowers, buttons, natural jute string, sponge. Finished size 5 ½” x 5 ½”.