Shopping carts

I just have a little vent about shopping carts. I hate most of them. They are absolutely not family friendly. My beef has to do mostly with having room for a baby. And I mean having room in the cart for a baby in the car seat. A lot of stores have carts with a seat already attached, but this doesn't work if you have a very small baby, a sleeping baby or it's winter. It's really cold out now so I don't take Cordelia out of her seat when she bundled up so nicely in it. So sometimes I have to haul her around in the car seat because the cart is too small for the seat. I've got strong arms now, but my back is killing me. I also plan shopping trips around naptime. In that case I don't take her out of the car seat either. Kohls is nice enough to have a cart where you can place a car seat in it. The problem is they only have one. When was the last time you went somewhere and only saw one baby? Doesn't happen very often. Then there are stores like Best Buy. You can barely get one kid in the cart because their carts are actually half a cart. So there are a lot of stores that I only go to when I am alone. That doesn't happen very often so I don't shop at those stores often. That's fine, I'll spend my money else where.

Shopping with Torii

Yesterday Torii and I ran to Target to get some film developed. While we were waiting for it to get done we went out to the mall. I wanted to take a look at Herbergers so we headed there. On the way we went by Hot Topic. "I don't like that store," Torii said, "It's too loud." Then as we were walking through Herbergers Torii was looking at all the manniquins. "I like that girl," he said. "I don't like that girl," he said of another manniquin. After looking at the kids' clothes I deceided to take a different route back to the mall. "I like that one," Torii said pointing at a manniquin. I looked over my shoulder and there we were in the middle of the lingerie department. Torii was pointing at a manniquin with a bra and panties on as a sales clerk walked by laughing hysterically.

Happy Valentines Day

Today Grandma watched the kids. When I dropped them off I mentioned something about it being Valentines Day and Rion started talking about Santa. I didn't know why he had suddenly brought up Santa, but I went along with the conversation. Tonight as I put the kids to bed I told them Happy Valentines Day again and Rion started talking about Santa again. Finally I put two and two together. He thought Santa was coming tonight. I had to tell him Santa was on vacation and only came at Christmas. Rion went to sleep with no trouble tonight, so I may still have some explaining to do in the morning.

Everything old is new again

I knew one day the things I liked in childhood would come back in style. I just thought I would be a lot older when it happened. I guess it kind of makes sense. People my age are having kids and a way to market to them is by getting to the adults by bringing back their childhood favorites. Or else they just don't have any original ideas.

Remember these? They're all back.
Cabbage Patch dolls
My Little Ponies
Transformers
American Gladiators
Knight Rider
Mr. Men and Little Misses
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
Scooby Doo (Actually I don't know if Scooby ever went away)

I know there are more because I see things all the time that remind me of my childhood. The only thing they haven't brought back is the A-team. But who knows, they could be working on a script right now.

Chicken

Today Torii wanted to watch a cartoon in the living room. Of course I didn't want to watch it. I told him I had just seen a fly, which he hates. It wasn't a lie. I had really just seen one. He got a nervous look on his face and said, "I want to watch it in my room." I have never been so happy to see a fly.

Write it down or forget it forever

I write down everything. As I write now, I am copying my notes that I joted down earlier for the blog. Since I've had kids, my brain is a jumbled mess. The only way I can somewhat get things done is by writing everything down.

I have no less than two lists on my fridge at all times. Right now there is a grocery list, a to do list, a dinner list for the week, and a doctor appointment reminder. My fridge is the secretary I wish I had to keep track of all I need to do.

Lately I've noticed some weird things on my lists. I usually write something down quick as it pops into my head while I'm either doing something else or in between two chores. So the other day I grabbed my grocery list and took a quick look at it. I had written down "grape children." Grape children? What the hell is grape children? I stared at it in complete bewilderment. Grape children, grape children, grape children. What was grape children? Finally the lightening bolt hit and I realized it was suppose to be grape jelly. Grape jelly for the children's peanut butter and jelly. I was obviously thinking of one thing and trying (unsuccessfully) to write another. But that's how my brain works lately. I think about one thing and quickly move onto the next. It is constantly going, thinking about the next thing that needs to get done. It's amazing that this blog gets done and makes any sense. At least I think it makes sense.

Together vs.Seperated

When possible I only go out in public with one child, two at the most. When I say two children, I mean the baby and one male child. Going anywhere with both Rion and Torii is just asking for trouble.

I hate going to Walmart with them especially. They like to get the cart that has the two seats behind the actual cart. The seats are arranged so that the two kids look at each other. I know a mother did not come up with this design. Kids can't just sit and look at each other. No they have to fight and bicker in their seats. A regular isn't any good either because they find ways to fight and bicker then too.

When I go out with just one of the boys it's amazing how well they act. They are down right adorable when seperated. They are polite. They are helpful. It's amazing and I milk it for all it's worth. When I'm out with one boy I can look like the terrific mom with the perfect kids. And then when I'm out with all three kids I look like the frazzled mom with unruly kids.