Why do I torture myself?

Could it be for the cereal? Or maybe it was because I knew that my son would absolutely throw a complete and total 2 year old tantrum F-I-T if we didn’t have any more syrup. God forbid. Pancakes and waffles are a major staple for breakfast. Oh and french toast. Anything that you can dip into syrup, it’s in. Well, we ran out. And wouldn’t you know it, they sell some at the grocery store. They sell lots of it. Maybe I should start buying things by the case so I don’t have to go so often. But then again, that presents a new problem as we don’t have a truck, van or SUV to carry it all in. Instead, we have sold our van and have purchased a lovely newer smaller car. Would you like to know what will fit into the trunk? This:

That is our exact stroller. It fits nicely into the trunk. And not much else. I mean, maybe a few small plastic bags or something, but certainly not any decent amount of groceries. We could definitely fit more in if we didn’t take along the stroller. But I love my new stroller. It works well for my two kiddos. That is, when they stay in it.

So, we went to the grocery store today. Luckily, we really only needed some syrup and milk. It cost me $62 dollars. Just going in for two things, come on! You ought to know better than that. You see Stove top stuffing for .69 cents and you need two boxes. Then you remember that you are almost out of cheese. And if you ran out, well, what would the mice eat? I sometimes think Eddie and Alexa are part mice. They couldn’t survive without some kind of cheese product. So I’m walking and thinking, good, I only have 3 things in my cart, excellent. And then I get to the cereal aisle. Oh man. I get in trouble down that aisle. They have coupons and sales. What a winning combination. I see Berry Burst Cheerios (or some variation of that) and it’s only $1.75, and then there is a .75 cents off coupon. So of course I have to get that.

So, we went to the grocery store today. Luckily, we really only needed some syrup and milk. It cost me $62 dollars. Just going in for two things, come on! You ought to know better than that. You see Stove top stuffing for .69 cents and you need two boxes. Then you remember that you are almost out of cheese. And if you ran out, well, what would the mice eat? I sometimes think Eddie and Alexa are part mice. They couldn’t survive without some kind of cheese product. So I’m walking and thinking, good, I only have 3 things in my cart, excellent. And then I get to the cereal aisle. Oh man. I get in trouble down that aisle. They have coupons and sales. What a winning combination. I see Berry Burst Cheerios (or some variation of that) and it’s only $1.75, and then there is a .75 cents off coupon. So of course I have to get that.

Well, that worked out for the next couple of aisles. And then they started touching each other. Pulling each other and then they both simultaneously began to hang their heads out the opposite sides of the cart. Then their hands were dangling very near to the floor. My son was trying to pull in everything that was in his reach. He grabbed at a few things. Most of which were taken away and replaced in another (though wrong) spot by my father. As soon as he took something away, I’d have to correct Alexa and make her sit up, stop biting her brother or get her leg off of him. Then he would start. He was laying on her, pushing on her and telling her things. Such as, “No, Lacka. I don’t like you scratch my face.” Pretty good sentence I thought. lol…. my kids are beating each other up, while I am shopping for things I’m not sure I really needed in the first place. And there I walk down the aisle with an empty, and very large double stroller. A man walked passed me and looked at my ride with no babies. He said to me, “It appears you are missing something.” “Yes,” I smiled, “I believe I am.” But how did he know I was missing my sanity??? Ah geez. I just needed to get out of that store.

When we finally made our way to the registers, there was a HUGE line. of course. It always happens when you need to get out of the store quickly. So, we waited. And waited. My children seemed to amuse the other patrons of the store. At least Alexa was friendly and repeated "Hi!" to everyone she saw. "Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi. hi." Well, I much prefer that to the screaming tantrums that Eddie tends to throw

I made it out of the store and to the car with my large ride, and my two kids. Oh and I made them both sit in the stroller this time. As we said goodbye to the car buggy, I thought Eddie might cry. He didn’t want to leave. They both got in the car and went promptly to sleep.

I made it out of the store and to the car with my large ride, and my two kids. Oh and I made them both sit in the stroller this time. As we said goodbye to the car buggy, I thought Eddie might cry. He didn’t want to leave. They both got in the car and went promptly to sleep.

Well, I’m glad to be home. But I still haven’t unloaded the groceries yet. They are all still sitting on the counters in the kitchen. Eddie is sleeping right now and I do not want to wake him. (I of course put away all the cold stuff first)

Alexa is playing, pooping and entertaining herself with Eddie’s diapers and a plastic bin. Ah the easy days. I only imagine one day not too far off in the future, she won’t be so easy to please.

So why is it then, that I torture myself this way? Because I have to. Because I’m the mom, and because we needed syrup!