Wow...yesterday afternoon was quite the day. I don't want to sound like I am complaining, but I wanted to type this out so I can always remember. It seems I forget a little too quickly these days. Motherhood, I guess. Yesterday I took all 3 boys to the grocery store with me. I don't usually enjoy taking 3 children under the age of 5 to the store, but I had to pick a few things up for dinner, so I didn't know what else to do. It didn't help that Levi was hungry. I gave the boys a pep talk on the way, explaining that I would get them a treat if they stayed right by me. Before we even get in, Luke is asking non-stop if he can have a treat, and Levi was already cranky. Just crossing the street to get into the store is a chore! Once in the store the boys began touching everything and didn't stay by my side at all. I must have called their names a hundred times within the first 10 min. So, we're almost done with our shopping...Levi is now crying and I've lost the boys attention in the toy isle. After picking up a treat for Levi and opening it right there, he calms down a little. Keep in mind all of the stares and sympathy looks I am getting my way...I appreciate help, but I don't want anyone feeling sorry for me...there goes my pride getting in the way! So then my worst fear comes true...why do my kids always have to go potty in public restrooms? Never fails. Luke (who is newly potty-trained...yeah!) is looking like he needs to go. Oh great! We rush over to the bathroom and I am not sure what to do. Here I have a cart full of groceries, a grouchy baby, a 4 year old, and a 2 year old who has to potty. Luckily Wyatt is willing to help...So, I send him in with Luke hoping he just has to do a #1. I open the door periodically to make sure they're
OK. Well, of course Luke has to do a #2, so Wyatt is calling for my help. Here's where things get real fun. I grab Levi out of the cart and walk in. The toilet seat was up and Luke is sitting on the dirtiest part of the toilet, in my opinion. As I get in there he falls in because the toilet is too big without the seat. So, now he has #2 juice on the back of his shirt (I know,
TMI). I also notice that he has pee-peed all over the floor...whoops...and his clothes are lying all around. I am pretty sure there wasn't any air in the tiny bathroom. Levi is squirming in my arms, I am telling Luke to hurry, and Wyatt is touching everything in sight. I tell Wyatt to go wash his hands and that's when he tells me that earlier he got some #2 on his finger....great. Luke finally finishes up and I hand Levi to Wyatt. Levi squirms out of Wyatt's arms, and crawls into the pee-pee on the floor. I get mad at Wyatt, quickly pick Levi up, and try to clean Luke while holding a 9 month old who is pulling my hair...and Wyatt is touching everything again. I've lost all control by now and am seriously sweaty. I almost started crying right then and there. I walked out of there wishing I was still here...
(that's another post). The next time I am tempted to quickly run into the grocery store with all 3 boys I hope I will remember to read this!!
Wow...yesterday afternoon was quite the day. I don't want to sound like I am complaining, but I wanted to type this out so I can always remember. It seems I forget a little too quickly these days. Motherhood, I guess. Yesterday I took all 3 boys to the grocery store with me. I don't usually enjoy taking 3 children under the age of 5 to the store, but I had to pick a few things up for dinner, so I didn't know what else to do. It didn't help that Levi was hungry. I gave the boys a pep talk on the way, explaining that I would get them a treat if they stayed right by me. Before we even get in, Luke is asking non-stop if he can have a treat, and Levi was already cranky. Just crossing the street to get into the store is a chore! Once in the store the boys began touching everything and didn't stay by my side at all. I must have called their names a hundred times within the first 10 min. So, we're almost done with our shopping...Levi is now crying and I've lost the boys attention in the toy isle. After picking up a treat for Levi and opening it right there, he calms down a little. Keep in mind all of the stares and sympathy looks I am getting my way...I appreciate help, but I don't want anyone feeling sorry for me...there goes my pride getting in the way! So then my worst fear comes true...why do my kids always have to go potty in public restrooms? Never fails. Luke (who is newly potty-trained...yeah!) is looking like he needs to go. Oh great! We rush over to the bathroom and I am not sure what to do. Here I have a cart full of groceries, a grouchy baby, a 4 year old, and a 2 year old who has to potty. Luckily Wyatt is willing to help...So, I send him in with Luke hoping he just has to do a #1. I open the door periodically to make sure they're OK. Well, of course Luke has to do a #2, so Wyatt is calling for my help. Here's where things get real fun. I grab Levi out of the cart and walk in. The toilet seat was up and Luke is sitting on the dirtiest part of the toilet, in my opinion. As I get in there he falls in because the toilet is too big without the seat. So, now he has #2 juice on the back of his shirt (I know, TMI). I also notice that he has pee-peed all over the floor...whoops...and his clothes are lying all around. I am pretty sure there wasn't any air in the tiny bathroom. Levi is squirming in my arms, I am telling Luke to hurry, and Wyatt is touching everything in sight. I tell Wyatt to go wash his hands and that's when he tells me that earlier he got some #2 on his finger....great. Luke finally finishes up and I hand Levi to Wyatt. Levi squirms out of Wyatt's arms, and crawls into the pee-pee on the floor. I get mad at Wyatt, quickly pick Levi up, and try to clean Luke while holding a 9 month old who is pulling my hair...and Wyatt is touching everything again. I've lost all control by now and am seriously sweaty. I almost started crying right then and there. I walked out of there wishing I was still here...
10 comments:
blahahah! I loved this! Thank you so much for sharing. as soon as you said you handed levi to wyatt I knew more trouble was brewing:)This story just reminded me to wait for #3 baby:) haha just kidding,kinda. We can not wait to see you guys this weekend!!! seriously we are so excited! I think next time I would just have jared pick up a hot and ready and avoid the store altogther. I think the worst look I got was Elizabeth screaming her head off in walmart only being like a year old and I was already obviously prego with reed. People looked at me like why are you haveing another one? control the one you have first. Oh well life moves on:) love ya! wow sorry long comment.
HILARIOUS!! Thanks for making me laugh. It is 1:30am, I have been up with Eliza crying on and off since 11 and I needed a break. So she is winding down in the crib and I am glad that I decided to read your blog. I am not grouchy any more and am glad that I am here at home and not in public covered in feces. I really am having a hard time keeping my laugh to myself so I don't wake up the whole house. Oh, motherhood. We're going to miss this some day.
I hate to admit that i laughed while reading this but only because similar things have happened to me with my boys. Without a doubt my boys always need to go to the bathroom when we go shopping which is absolutely the worst. I'm glad you survived though and one day will be able to look back on this and laugh. Just wait until their older and you have to send them in the boys' bathroom by themselves.
You are too funny! I had the entire scene envisioned in my mind and could tell how frustrated you must have been!
Lol! That is so funny! Only because it wasn't me this time! I am sorry you had a rough day! :) Wish I lived closer. I would watch those cuties for you so you could run to the store!!
Oh Christine, I laughed hard when I read this. I can just picture it. I miss the good ol days when I went to the store with you sometimes and all Wyatt wanted was a Slurpee. Haha!
What the heck is up with kids and public restrooms? My boys ask as soon as we walk in anywhere to use the restroom...they are so gross I want to puke just walking in them! I think every man/woman needs to read this that thinks SAHM's have it easy because I know I've had many similar experiences!
thats great!!! sooo classic. blogging is the best therapy.
That was so funny! It is how we have all felt in our life. It is good that you wrote it down so you will remember this years from now.
I know this is easy to say when it wasn't me standing in the bathroom with three boys, pee-pee and #2 all over the place, but I thought this was so funny! Someday I am sure you will find it funny, too!
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