Another Grocery Store Story

Yep...another grocery store embarrasment..A.K.A...my dear friend panic set in again.
This time for good reason (or at this I think). If your not familiar with my last attempt feel free to read up on it!

1.) As I was cleaning off the grocery cart and straps ( I am neurotic and think they are so gross, so I must spend about 5 minutes cleaning the carts) Christian quickly ran to the English muffin sale display and starts winging the bags off the shelves as fast as he can. I swear, that kid can hustle and move! Why put bags of muffins in the entry way where people are getting carts anyways? People kept walking by us..... "Isn't that cute, they are adorable, enjoy it while you can". ARE YOU SERIOUS? Don't you see I have twin 2 year old boys standing here, winging merchandise as I am trying to get them in the cart. Couldn't just one of them reached down and picked up a English muffin to help me? Where's the love?

2.) The boys have this weird obsession and don't want to be near men that are strangers in the store, so every time we passed one they said, "Man mommy, no man, no man mommy" repetitively until we pass them,which of course we often see the same men throughout store. With the ladies, they are complete FLIRTS and all smiles.

3.) Nicolas bit Christian ..again because he wanted his piece of deli ham. He even had some and was just finishing his last bit. TWICE!! So I had to diffuse the situation by correcting Nicolas and cuddling Christian in my arms until he would go back in the cart. Nicolas is typically my gentle love bug but not in the grocery store..he means business ...er..biting when it comes to his meat.

4.) Towards the end, Christian started reaching over and throwing everything out of the cart- RAPID FIRE! Every time I bent down to pick it up, it was like dodging bullets.

5.) Finally finished checking out all groceries and realized no credit cards, check books..nothing! All at home in my other purse. Shit, now what? PANIC sets in because I have been feeding the boys food from the groceries all through the trip and where was my bank card? Technically, if I don't pay its stealing right? Plus, I had two moms in line behind me giving me that hurry up evil eye because they were probably in the same boat with their kids.

6.) Lastly...loading and unloading the boys repetitively to get back to the store to pay for groceries. Not only EXHAUSTING, KILLING MY BACK AND ARMS because they are starting to weigh so much but then when we got in there it took about 15 minutes for them to get my cart! When he brought it up, he just put the cart in front of me and said " Here you go have a great day". At that point I was SEEING RED! I have two little boys standing next to me ( thankfully being angels) but I couldn't push this huge cart of groceries and risk letting them walk with me not holding hands in a crowded parking lot. I think the guy sensed I was about to freak out and when they couldn't find a carry out person the manager stepped up to the plate and helped me.

I thought, how easy would it have been to just have someone in the car with me and I could of dashed in and out in a flash? Oh well...so many moms must go through the same thing..right???

I promise more photos of the boys and updates on their activities and such! Just had to fill you in on this weeks grocery adventure. They really are well behaved boys..it's just this whole grocery store thing!

Panic Attack ~ Shopping With Twins

Oh....the love of grocery shopping. Imagine: twin 2 year old's sitting side by side for over an hour as I bargain hunt. A bad situation in the making. When I wasn't looking Nicolas bit Christian for stealing his piece of ham. Aghhh, I had to take Christian out of the huge "buggy", push it with one hand, full of groceries (which is impossible to steer) and keep Nicolas from throwing food out of the cart. Speaking of which, someone needs to design a new cart that doesn't feel like it is continuously stuck in mud. So, as I am holding Christian who is crying hysterically,bumping into people with this huge cart and Nicolas ended up hitting a lady by mistake by throwing a box of Popsicles like a torpedo. Panic attack. I kept hearing the same words out of my mouth over and over : "Nicolas no" or "I 'm so sorry" or "Opps, sorry I didn't mean to bump into you".

My very wise sister said before I left for this week's journey to the store: "Try and enjoy all the little crazy things they do and just be thankful and in the moment because in the next year, they will care less about the big adventure of the grocery store". That put me in a confident mood as I headed to the store. We did great, boys didn't fight, Christian sang Happy Birthday song as loud as he could which brought him an audience and Nicolas swiped boxes off the shelves. A normal shop.

Then we got home. The really hard part of Grocery Shopping with two kids is unloading and putting the groceries away. As I walked into the house, my lovely dog Rocky ran to greet me at the door and oddly greeted me with projectile barf at my feet. Yep..lovely, thanks Rocky. Both kids are crying in the car for their sunglasses (of all things) and I realized I had to quickly come up with "unloading the car strategy". Panic is starting to set in and I am starting to loose perspective.

Once the groceries were in, the boys in and the dog out... the boys went wild and I mean WILD. They were pulling the bags off the counters, grabbing food, screeching at the top of their lungs with shear delight thinking it was a game - How fast can we run from mommy with food if we run in different directions and hide the food. I lost total control of the situation. Ken called in the middle of it and asked how is it was going? How was it going? ......He knew I was on the brink of losing my "positive perspective" and responded with "Oh boy, I better let you go".

At that point...yep I lost it. Panic attack. Darn it! Why did I have one...because I randomly get them over ridiculous stupid things. I fully understand them (I have a Master's Degree in Clinical Social Work and specialized in clinical psychotherapy - I say that only because I get the whole cause and effect thinking thing) but I still get them regardless. Meds or no meds. It's part of who I am that makes me., well me.. (let's just say it's a work in progress). For instance, I couldn't stop obsessing on all the meat and cheese that needed to be put away of all things as I was chasing the kids. I kept thinking, the meat has been out to long, it's going to get us all sick if I don't get it in the refrigerator soon..WHY CAN'T I FIND THE BAG WHERE THE MEAT WAS!!

Boys are finally up in bed, Rocky is fine...big sigh. Was that really another grocery store disaster? Was it really that bad? It took a lot of energy..but not a disaster. Yes, I lost focus for a minute but the more I thought about the chaos of this household, the more I started to laugh and see how much fun the boys have during it. The sound of their laughter as they ran from me in different directions is priceless. I mean, thankfully we didn't have any torpedos thrown at anyone this time at the store. Kids have such a sweet simple sense of humor and as I always say, it's a learning experience. At least I am confident that the next trip will be better and who knows....maybe no panic attack!