I am so grateful that Heavenly Father has blessed us with a sense of humor. There are moments (like yesterday), when it is very beneficial! I have to document it to remember later....it is just one of those moments.
So, yesterday morning I needed to get a few things from the store. Just some food items as I was taking dinner to a friend and needed a couple of ingredients, and a new baseball glove for C. I do NOT take the littles to the store by myself. I have stopped grocery shopping on weekdays and go Saturday morning as early as possible when CK is home to be with the babies.
But, I decided with just a handful of things I would brave it. I was actually kind of excited about it...."This is going to be fun!" I should have known I might be wrong about that when it took nearly an hour to get everyone ready. Nonetheless, off we went.
Baby C was asleep when we got to the store. Yippee!! Not for long, though, he started crying within a minute of entering the store. -sigh- He was in his car seat in the back of the cart and V was sitting in the seat at the front. So, we stopped and I took him out. No big deal, I will just hold him. Hmmm....he didn't like that much more and now my arm is exhausted. Oh well.
So, we get to the baseball gloves. Baby C is now alternating between crying at a medium volume to screaming at a loud volume. Nothing softer. Not for him. No way! He wanted the entire store to know he was unhappy. So I was holding him in my left arm and trying to look at gloves. The problem is gloves come in so many different sizes and styles so I was trying to figure out which would be best. Oh, and to increase the problem, the ones for C were all on the top rack, above my head.
So, picture this....me holding C with my left arm, trying to jump and dislodge gloves so I could look at them with my right. V chooses this lovely moment to get out of her seatbelt and try to stand up. So...I am trying to help her sit down, look at gloves, and hold a crying baby. Now for the real comedy....V sneezed. She has allergy/cold problems and when she sneezes, everything comes out her nose. A lot of snot (I wasn't going to say it that way, but it rhymed!). I just had to laugh. No one was super close to see our comedy, but at least I can blog about it and remember the times of having two young babies at the store.
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