Yesterday afternoon I took my kids to the store with me.
This usually ends in me regretting this decision as soon as I get there. Today didn't disappoint.
The second we pull into the parking lot, my kids turned into wild hyenas and start screaming.
"Look, look, park over there!!" they yelled.
When I noticed what they were pointing at I purposely parked on the other side of the parking lot.
"Mom!!!" they cried.
"You never let us get the Cadillac buggy!"
What they are referring to was the size of a small sedan. It has two blue seats connected to a shopping cart, perfect size if you have twins. And they are two. It also has the turning radius of a semi-truck.
"There isn't even room for all of you in there." I told them.
After turning my back to unbuckle Ryker, I turned to find all three of my older kids crammed in the Cadillac. That was half way across the parking lot.
Giggling.
It seems like they thought they had won.
Like I would just give in and push their heavy butts around in the Cadillac that they were clearly too big for.
So I just plopped Ryker down in an empty shopping cart and headed towards the store.
Oh, what's that phrase they are always telling me?
Oh yeah, "Bye Felicia!"
Oh, what's that phrase they are always telling me?
Oh yeah, "Bye Felicia!"
I have never seen them scramble that fast in my life.
