I usually avoid certain outings like grocery shopping, the post office, and target, until he's at preschool.
Well, today, I sacrificed my sanity to get a little writing done while he was at school, and decided to venture to the dreaded Wal-mart with all three boys.
I should have known...
There is only a 1% success rate for this family to make it out of the store without a scene of some sort.
What was I thinking?
To top it off, while I was being checked out by a snotty looking teenager, I noticed the lady in line behind me staring at me with a disgusted look on her face. In the midst of my 4 year old crying LOUDLY, I managed a smile to break her stare.
"And you want another one?" She knocked the smile right off my face.
I looked at her and asked, "Do you not have kids?"
"I have one but..."
"He's not like this all the time. And this isn't that bad anyway." I wanted to scratch her eyes out.
MOTHERS HAVE EMPATHY ON YOUR FELLOW MOMS!
If I wasn't in a bad mood at that point, she certainly put me in one when she looked at me as she walked out of the store, (yes, she still left before me even though she was behind me in line), laughed and shook her head like, "You're crazy."