Since we have come home, I have been trying to restock my kitchen and pantry items gradually. I didn't really intend for it to start out that way, but I have been finding that I have a list, go shopping and come home to realize that I'm out of something else that didn't make it onto the list. As it turns out, my repeated stops at the store gave me a chance to take each of the boys with me on different trips (yes, I have been shopping 4 times this week, and no, they have not all been trips to Walmart!).
Aaron has been very patiently waiting for his turn with Mommy, and today the schedule worked out for me to take him to get a short list of items. As with the other boys, we started our "date" with a frozen beverage. Aaron's choice was a blue raspberry Icee. We had just gotten into Walmart to begin our shopping when I heard a small "uh-oh." I glanced down at Aaron, who was sitting in the front of the shopping cart, and saw that he had small mounds of blue raspberry Icee on his shirt and pants. Thinking that the lid had come off his cup, I immediately checked the cup and found it intact. So I asked Aaron what had happened. "I just blowed in the straw, Mommy, and it all shooked up." Hmmm.....lesson in what happens when we blow air into a straw that is stuck in a cup full of Icee.
After cleaning Aaron up, we proceeded to the office supply section of Walmart. I needed a new calendar that fits in a diaper bag since my old one was on a school schedule and ended at the end of June. As I was looking at the (pitiful) selection of pocket calendars, Aaron said, "Mommy!!" I looked up to see what had caught his attention.
Aaron: "Mommy, do you see that lady there?"
Me: (Holding breath wondering what will come out of his mouth.) "Where?"
Aaron: "There, right there the one with the orange shirt on."
Me: (Oh, yes, that one standing less than twelve inches from me!) "Yes?"
Aaron: "She looks like Hayley."
Note: She did not look anything like Drew's twelve-year-old cousin Hayley, but I was not about to dispute that fact in front of the orange-shirted lady standing at my elbow!
Me: (Whew! Crisis averted....that could have been bad!)
We then proceeded through the store to the baby department where I was searching for a different kind of bottle for Rebekah than what the boys had all used. I love the Avent bottles, but the nipples are bigger and seem to choke Rebekah. She had done well with the Gerber disposable nipples at the hospital, so I bought a package of the Gerber ones today. While I was comparing bottles and prices, Aaron continued to chatter, pointing out everything from Lightning McQueen cups to dresses we should buy for Rebekah.
Aaron: "Mommy! Look at that lady!"
Me: "Hmmm?" (As I glance over my shoulder to see a lady that is.....let's just say, not a petite size six.)
Me: Frantically, "Aaron, shhh. Not so loud. Lower your voice."
Aaron: (Totally not hearing or paying attention to me) "Mommy! She has a big bottom!"
Me: Slinking away as quickly as possible.
Ahhh....such is life with a three year old! If nothing else, it keeps me humble! :)
All's well that ends well! We came home and Aaron had a bath with Monkey Soap - his favorite! Actually, it is Curious George bubble bath, but Monkey Soap sounds much more fun! :)
Nancy
