Today was one of those days where being a mom wasn't all it's cracked up to be. First, big sis whined incessantly about not getting to eat candy before her breakfast. Then she whined incessantly about not getting to eat candy after her breakfast, and "uhh-uhhh-I-wanna-watch-a-noovie!" drove me bananas until I finally turned on Elmo. Later, no matter how hard I tried to keep her up just a little big longer, lil sis decided she need to nap NOW (before lunch and way before big sis was ready) so I surrendered and laid her down. She woke up beyond pissed and then continued to be fussy/whiny unless she was attached to my hipbone. By then it was time for big sis to take a nap, and more whining and a little sassy mouth ensued "I don't want to take a nap. Go away, you're not my mommy anymore." So she got a time out and then a nap. Ugh. In the meantime, lil sis stayed attached to me (bicep beyond burning now) and let out a wail as soon as I even acted like I was setting her down. 'Come on G, mama needs to go pee-pee for just a sec..." *waaaaaahhhh* *%$@!!! Then once big sis awakened from her short slumber, she insisted again on getting candy "I want a wollipop", saying it over and over and over and over like maybe she thought she'd get me to give in. Think again girl. Then she decided to throw a god-awful "i want candy now" fit which ended her right back in, you guessed it, time out. Lil sis, at this point, is still fussy and crying and doesn't know what she wants so she continues to freak at the slightest inkling that she was about to be out of my arms. (bicep on friggin fire) Then big sis finally chilled and we loaded up to go to the grocery store, because apparently I was smoking crack today and lost my mind. Pushing the "child friendly" car-like basket that's as long as a bus up and down every aisle "I want that! Uh-uhhhh I want it!! I don't want the bunny yogurt I want the Dora yogurt!!" Lil sis actually did decent here riding in the cart right up until the very end, where she completely freaked out and I had to pick her up out of the cart. Then big sis started... "I want out too. I want you to hold me too... I want out I want out I want ooouuuuuttt!!" She then began to cry loudly, lil sis began her sympathetic crying. I just stood there helpless, watching the checkout guy probably break some kind of grocery scan record, thinking get them the hell outta here! Without even asking me, he said "carry out to 6" and out of nowhere appeared a young man in his traffic vest, my knight in shining armor, who faithfully pushed that bus-of-a-cart to my truck with a smile on his face, all while big sis is screaming "I don't want the big boy to push me!!!" I turned to put her in her carseat and before I could buckle her in and blow her boogies, the bags were all unloaded and he was turning to go... "Have a nice day ma'am".
My one moment of sanity for the entire day.
Carryout is sooo not over-rated.