I don’t know where my brain is lately. Well, yes I do — it’s with the allergy god. He’s totally taken over my brain, apparently.
Yesterday I’m loading groceries into my cart at Costco and I hear Spencer scream, he’s drifting into the parking lot… I’m just letting him float away… thankfully, no one was nearby (except the woman at me looking like I was unfit to parent).
Today I’m at Target, Spencer is AGAIN in the shopping cart, and I just push it into the little escalator for carts that SPECIFICALLY says not to put your kids on. Spencer starts screaming I realize what I’ve done, but I hold his hand the whole way down and it all turns out fine.
But seriously, people — CPS is gonna start wondering after a while.
But, until my brain re-immerges after allergy season — no more shopping carts, obviously.
When I’m in Jail… you’ll know why
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Lara says
And that is why I studiously try not to take my kids shopping with me. Ever.
miranda says
This post made me laugh so hard, it is totally something that would happen to me. Thanks for the giggle…
Ginger says
What a lucky littl boy! My boys would have loved you for a mom!
ginger