Wednesday, November 19, 2008
I'm a slave driver!
Last night I stopped at IGA to pick up a few groceries. I grabbed a basket, thinking I could be quickly in and out. Anna (2 yr old) decides that she HAS to carry the basket. So there we are, through the whole store, me watching her struggling and dragging the basket full of food while grunting. At one point she was on her knees with her hands on the basket pushing it like a car. If I tried to take if from her, she would scream at me "MINE!". Hopefully no one is blogging about seeing a mean mom at the grocery store yesterday!
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ha ha ha! I can just picture it!
That reminds me when I took Marissa to Walmart. She was probably two years old. We are at the check out and she was sitting on the counter while I payed for her toys. I started to put her jacket on her. She wouldn't let me and all she wanted to do was sit there and try to play with her toys. She was just screaming at the top of her lungs "NO!!" Everyone started staring at me. I was sooo embarrased. Finally I just put the bags in the cart, wrapped her in her jacket and picked her up, carried her and pushed the cart to my car. I have never been so embarrased.
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