most of the time this is kind of how i feel when i go grocery shopping. just replace the dog with three other kids. i often feel a little overwhelmed and like things are just hanging on by a thread. most of the time i have forgotten what in the world i was there for.
i almost always leave the store with some sort of thought like, "man, i will not be winning mom of the year award any time soon" because of something my kids have said or done.
today was different.
today i went by myself.
that is not even the best part.
i went to the store, got all my items and was headed to the register. as i was making my way up front, i heard some crying. by the time i got to the register, it was more like screaming. i happened to glance to the self check out registers behind me to see what looked to be a 7 or 8 year old boy throwing what i could only say was a MAJOR tantrum.
(now before i go any further, i want to say i felt for this mom, but i have got to take what I can get)
lets proceed.
as i was checking out, it was just getting worse.
as i finished checking out and was walking out, i just happened to witness the major event!
as i was glancing over thinking to myself that poor mom, i see her son take the lid of his just purchased orange soda and chuck it high in the air and over about 3 registers. yep. the kid had an arm. he might even have a career in football if he made it to the car. i could see the horrified looks on peoples faces as the soda bottle spun, spewing soda wildly above their heads.
i did not stay to see what happened next. i just proudly walked out of walmart, with my head held high!
yep, at that moment i thought, mom of the year right here!