So, have you ever been out shopping and noticed a car with one of its doors wide open in the parking lot? I mean, who does that?!
I always wander over to the car (which is usually a mini van) and mumble something about an idiot under my breath while I close the door for them.
The other day I ran to the grocery store with the boys to pick up a few items. (You already know where this is going, don't you?!) I took the boys so Sweet Pea could nap and Nurse Boy could work on school stuff without anyone climbing on his back in hopes of some wrestle mania. I actually had to bribe the boys with suckers to get them to willingly go with me. That's right, I am not above bribery. Judge me all you want, but when in a pinch it works.
We pulled up to the store and marched right in. Boys. Suckers. Mom. (I know. Who is the real sucker, right?) We ran through the store at a very rapid pace. One thing about being a mom is we can fill our cart faster than a speeding bullet. With kids, or without. It is a super power given to us once the baby is placed in our arms. Honestly, sometimes I amaze even myself!
We did hit a snag when we got to the check out and the clerk started talking to me. I mean, they don't usually even make eye contact with me! Of course, it is when I am in a hurry that they actually show some customer service. As well, they should. I don't even want to think about the percentage of our annual income that goes to that store! Scary!
But, I digress.
The clerk started asking me about potty training. OH. YES. HE. DID. If only he read this blog, he would have known that is a very sore subject with me. He wanted advice for his three year old. I said, "PRAY! PRAY HARD!"
He looked frightened, as well he should have.
I digress again.
We raced out of the store. Then I see it. A mini van with the side door wide open. What kind of idiot leaves...
Oh, wait...That is OUR minivan!
I am that idiot!