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Wednesday, May 9, 2007

A liesurely day of shopping

I went shopping today at one of my favorite haunts, Old Navy. I needed some spring t-shirts for myself, and I had the three cherubs in tow. My shopping excursion was mostly successful in that my wardrobe now has a few cotton t's that don't have stains on them (at least not yet), and a cute little denim skirt, but it was a battle. The scene went something like this:
Me: Pick that ball up, and don't let it drop again.
Me: That's it, give me the ball.
Them: Noooo!
Me: I am not going to tell you again.
Me: One more time and I am taking the ball.
Me: Curly!
Me: First Son!
Me: Pick up the ball.
Me: Tell me that you did NOT just throw it!
First Son: But, Mom
Me: That's it!
Them: Nooo!
Me: Come here!
Curly runs away
Me: I am not chasing you!
Me: Curly!
Me: Curly Patricia!
Me: Now that's it! The ball is mine, when you show me that you can behave you can have the ball back.
Me: First son, should I take your ball too?
Me: Where is she?
Me: come here.
Me: Curly!
Me:Where is she?
Me: Now where'd she go?
Me: Curly!
Me: Where is she?
Me: oh, good stay there
Me: no, Paddy can not hold your ball.
Me: Curly!
Me: Where is she?
Me: OK, let's go!
Me: Come on, walk!
Me: Curly!
Me: Curly Patricia!
Me: Here is your ball, now don't let it go.
Me: have you lost your mind?
Me: Where is she?
Me: Get out from there.
First Son: Mom, watch, I 'm going in there now
Me: No, you're not!
Me: Come here!
Me: Enough!
Me: This way, let's go!
Me: First Son, get down off of there!
Me: Curly!
Me: Curly!
Me: Curly Patricia!
Me: When I tell you to come you need to come right away.
Me: First son!
Me: oy vey!
Me: Honestly First son, should I have to even ask you to get down off of things in the store?
Me: Curly!
Me: Please stop.
Me: Come on guys, we're almost done.
Me: Please.
Me: stop hanging on that, what if it falls?
Me: Curly Patricia!

At this point the lady in line in back of me says - "Wow, you have such cute kids. They listen so good too!" Lady, are we even in the same store?
Methinks next time I won't let them "hold" a ball while we shop. Ya think?? Either that or leave them locked in the car, maybe.

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