Just in case you ever thought I was a good mommy...

Is it a rule? When you wash the floor does EVERYTHING have to be drawn to it?

Like the bowl of pudding I just dropped on it? (Not my kids...ME.)

I am having a bad mommy week.
I am NEVER taking my kids shopping to Sobey's every again...
This is me...trying to be sweet....
"OK Jeremy, You can use the little kid cart...just stay with Mommy..."
WHAT WAS I THINKING?
Sobeys IS trying to torture it's customers.
Maybe it is just me they don't like...

So, I made it through the vegie and fruit section mostly in one piece
That is...till I realized the boy was collecting his own selection of groceries...
"Jeremy...put BACK the Twinkies...No, we don't need 10 pkgs of bread..put them back...
PUT them back...put THEM back...PUT THEM back...PUT THEM BACK!
OUCH!"
(This from me after my son ran into my ankle with the cart.)'
"Jeremy, you can't drive the cart that close to my feet....
NO, Jeremy, get back here, you almost hit that lady...Ohoh
You hit that lady...say sorry to the nice lady, JEREMY...say sorry...He is sorry lady..."

and then we turn to the frozen food section...
"OUCH WHAT THE ****"
Jeremy has just ran into my ankle for a second time with the cart...
Adults all over the store are now giving me the evil eye...
"JERRRRREMMMMYYYYYYYY...youhavetobecarefulwiththecartyouhurtyourmommy....

Jeremy laughs gleefully and throws cheese into his cart...
"Put that back"
We make it to the dry goods section...
now there are several boxes of cookies in the cart...
"Jeremy put back the cookies.."
From the boy...
"I want cookies MOMMY!"
"Trust me son, you have had enough sugar..."

Jeremy runs ahead full speed with the cart,
narrowly missing a man coming toward me..
"Jeremy! Be careful!"
Too late..
The cart tips over, and all of his ill gotten gains are all over the floor..
The man stops and gives me "the look"
If your a parent, you know which "look" I mean...
The "look" which plainly says...Can't you control your child?

I start to pick up Jeremy's stuff and put it all in his cart,
...and he dumps it again!!
By now...I AM frustrated, and I take the pkg of pudding Jeremy has grabbed off the shelf
and throw it in my cart...and sigh.
ONLY...
I missed.
Instead
I nailed my one year old in the head...
and SHE starts screaming...
Of course, I was instantly upset...not having meant to knock her..
and so I hug her, and say
"sorry Baby, mom didn't mean to hit you in the head..."
Guy finally walks past me...gives me another  filthy look, shaking his head......

I grab my cart, and my kids, and race to the till before anything else can happen..
When we got home I found Organic oranges..
"Kendal? Did you buy these??"
"Nope!"
My son managed to sneak in some extra merchandise after all...
I am NEVER going back to Sobey's with them to shop again...
Not that they will have me back any time soon...