Mall shopping during the holidays
Still need a Christmas present for the husband.
Heave a sigh.
Think.
Attempt to answer 2,083 questions from the preschooler.
While thinking.
Load the little people into the car.
Heave another sigh and drive to the nearest mall.
Have parking spot stolen by chick in a BMW.
Heave a brick at her head Bite back words because the children are probably listening.
Try to prevent aneurism.
Find a lesser parking spot and heft double stroller out of car trunk.
Move sleeping baby in car seat from the car to the stroller.
Move bag from the car to the stroller.
Move babywearing wrap from the car to the stroller.
Find preschooler has taken off shoes and decide to move him to stroller too rather than fight over putting his shoes back on.
He goes barefoot.
Move shoes from the car to the stroller.
Hear someone making a comment about my mothering abilities.
Realize it is a friend, also arriving at mall, making a joke.
Heave a sigh of relief.
Smile!
Answer 536 questions from preschooler about friend and where friend is going.
Discover pushing double stroller inside cramped stores is like driving an SUV through a supermarket.
Find nothing at first store.
Get to second store. Barefoot preschooler says he wants jacket. Barefoot preschooler denies that he is cold.
Think.
Must buy something!
Buy something.
Barefoot preschooler is still saying he wants a jacket.
But he's not cold.
Give in to 3,532 requests to let him play in mall play area.
Discover a preschool classmate.
Lose hearing in left ear from the joint screaming.
Say hi to preschool friend's mom and meet her husband.
Realize my milk has leaked through my shirt.
Nurse baby.
Chat with friend.
Leave play area to buy pretzel.
Leave mall, answering 724 questions from preschooler about friend.
Move baby in car seat from the stroller to the car.
Move bag from the stroller to the car.
Move babywearing wrap from the stroller to the car.
Find preschooler has taken off shoes again and move him from the stroller to the car.
Move shoes ... drop them ... pick them up and move them from the stroller to the car.
Move shopping bag from the stroller to the car.
Struggle to squeeze SUV stroller into car trunk.
Heave a sigh.
Hope husband really, really likes Christmas present.
Heave a sigh.
Think.
Attempt to answer 2,083 questions from the preschooler.
While thinking.
Load the little people into the car.
Heave another sigh and drive to the nearest mall.
Have parking spot stolen by chick in a BMW.
Try to prevent aneurism.
Find a lesser parking spot and heft double stroller out of car trunk.
Move sleeping baby in car seat from the car to the stroller.
Move bag from the car to the stroller.
Move babywearing wrap from the car to the stroller.
Find preschooler has taken off shoes and decide to move him to stroller too rather than fight over putting his shoes back on.
He goes barefoot.
Move shoes from the car to the stroller.
Hear someone making a comment about my mothering abilities.
Realize it is a friend, also arriving at mall, making a joke.
Heave a sigh of relief.
Smile!
Answer 536 questions from preschooler about friend and where friend is going.
Discover pushing double stroller inside cramped stores is like driving an SUV through a supermarket.
Find nothing at first store.
Get to second store. Barefoot preschooler says he wants jacket. Barefoot preschooler denies that he is cold.
Think.
Must buy something!
Buy something.
Barefoot preschooler is still saying he wants a jacket.
But he's not cold.
Give in to 3,532 requests to let him play in mall play area.
Discover a preschool classmate.
Lose hearing in left ear from the joint screaming.
Say hi to preschool friend's mom and meet her husband.
Realize my milk has leaked through my shirt.
Nurse baby.
Chat with friend.
Leave play area to buy pretzel.
Leave mall, answering 724 questions from preschooler about friend.
Move baby in car seat from the stroller to the car.
Move bag from the stroller to the car.
Move babywearing wrap from the stroller to the car.
Find preschooler has taken off shoes again and move him from the stroller to the car.
Move shoes ... drop them ... pick them up and move them from the stroller to the car.
Move shopping bag from the stroller to the car.
Struggle to squeeze SUV stroller into car trunk.
Heave a sigh.
Hope husband really, really likes Christmas present.
Labels: Hollydays, shopping, this is why I'm crazy
posted by Holly at 4:49 PM
14 Comments:
hehe ... I can so relate! Especially to the leaking... ahhh!
I am sure he will like the present!
Oy. Leaving the house with kids is such a production. Especially when they need a million layers of clothes.
Fingers crossed hubby likes his gift~!
Ah, the joy of shopping with children. I have to allow at least 5 extra minutes to simply get them into the van.
I feel for ya!
83429 questions later, the kiddos are in bed and quiet.
Sounds like my story, too;)
So what did you get him?
OH, the suspense! ;-)
I hate gift-buying. I really, really do. Not because I am stingy or uncharitable, but I am just the worst at figuring out what people want.
I am sure he will love it. And if he acts less than enthused? Show him this post and explain just what goes into a shopping outing with two kids and tell him THAT is his gift.
I love this, but you forgot:
Mix large cocktail upon arriving home.
Hey. You live in Florida. Aren't shoes optional in Florida anyway?
Hilarious!! But I'm dying to know now...what'd you buy!?
Sounds like a rough shopping trip. Hope he enjoys. Next time you should just let the kids paint a picture and call it a present...that's what I do when things get all last minutey. I sort of hate crowds...and shopping with just one kid. I'm not sure how you survived with two. You are very, very brave.
Merry Christmas!
ah, the familiarity... well written!
He better...after all that!
No wonder I almost never go to the mall, by the way. Breaking it down into all of those little steps makes it sound even more exhausting... ;)
stephanie@metropolitanmama.net
hehehe.. that's so true. can you remember what it was like, to just get your keys, slip in your flipflops, and go ? i can't.
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