THIS JUST IN...
Today I went to Michael's.
And I must say there was the most ridiculous mom in there I think I have ever seen.
For starters, her youngest was crying and begging to push a cart around the store and she let him. She seemed a little annoyed that he was begging and crying but she caved in and let him push it anyway. He couldn't even see over the bar and was running into other people and store displays. The mother didn't even seem to care! She was acting like it wasn't happening!
And to make matters worse, her other two boys were starving and bored and complaining loudly about being starving and bored. And one of them was racing away from her in those "Heelies". She kept casting him evil glares (when she thought no one could see her), and pinching him and saying (in a hushed yell that she thought no one could hear) "STOP IT! STAY WHERE I CAN SEE YOU!!! Then she would smile politely at all the shoppers as they stared at her with disdain, while that said boy sped over to the next isle on his Heelies.
At one point her middle child held a silk flower up to his bottom and said to his brother, "Look at my butt! I pooped a flower!"
I thought the mother was going to smack that child with his own "pooped" daisy. It was horrible. Her nerves looked shot. She just kept looking at these kids as if they were maybe aliens from another planet.She may as well have laid down on the dirty floor and let those boys trample her with their cart and Heelies.
So anyways, after my lovely trip to Michael's, I got in the van, belted my trio in and stared out the window for a minute with the stunned realization that my parenting skills have really gone to pot lately.
That was embarrassing.
Welp... Looks like it's time for Boot Camp at the Gore house!!!
Uugghhh!
Peace, Love, and all that Jazz
12 comments:
Great post! How funny. When we go to the store that kind of stuff seems to happen the whole time. Going to the store by myself is almost like a vacation.
Did you tell him that his roses smell like poo poo instead of his poo poo smelling like roses? It would have been much better if maybe you could have gone at like 1:30 or so with no kids huh? OH, Thanks for bringing me to fix my flat tire yesterday at ....
1:30???
oops! sorry I ruined your day.
I'm so glad you shared that, because as I was reading it I kept thinking, "Uh, was I at Michael's today? Oh good, I don't have three boys, so I know at least she's not talking about me."
Been there, done that. Let me know what parenting tips you come up with.
At least you weren't the lady at Old Navy yesterday that was letting her daughter play soccer throughout the store!
Why do we have children?
And whoever invented heelies should be shot!
I'm sorry but I had to laugh. I appreciate your honesty. I can only last a few minutes with Elliya walking and then she ends up in the buggy...it's just better for all of us that way! I agree...Heelies are a horrible invention although my husband expresses his jealousy everytime he sees them.
Im with Virginia.. I was thinking, did she see me out somewhere? that cracks me up. don't even get me started on public displays of embarrassing behaviors from my children.
Oh the joys of boys. I'll be praying for you during your boot camp. lol.
get them back in a few years by pooping in your pants in front of their friends.
This was too funny!
I think Michelle needs to comment one more time about poop!!!
This post was absolutely fabulous! (yes, Im going to use alot of exclamation points)
No way can those sweet darling Gore boys act like that in public. Go easy on them, will ya?! Maybe I should post about how my little one got called out in Atlanta Bread Co by some 'stuffy old broad' that has never had children or has forgotten those days!!!
Stay real sista:)
THAT was hilarious...and I was totally not expecting the ending. Nice work!
Fortunately for me, our kids are perfect and we never have discussions about poop and stuff in public...
I love them. When everyone is asleep I just sit and watch 'em. They are tons o' fun. I am a bit nervous about when they start eating pup food and she stops cleanin' their poop. I'm sure I'll be blogging about that in a week or two. Now, those will be fun pics, eh?
I totally loved this entry. awesome. awesome. awesome. awesome.
and, i love poopy comments.
poop.
Funny blog! I get to reminisce about those days when my little ones were small (Virginia & Donovan & Mallory).
Some of the funniest shows on TV are about families with a lot of children.
When my mom and I had two foster children (a grandson and a non-biological grandson), we had to deal with oppositional defiance disorder. Shopping was a real trial. And the only saving grace is that they did not have heelies.
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