Well, comedy isn't exactly the word I'd use...
The boys and I made a trip to the commissary (a.k.a. grocery store) this morning and they have these fantastic new carts. Connor calls them the "rocket carts" cause they have planets and comets on the side of them. They are truly wonderful because they seat two toddlers side-by-side up top, but aren't too bulky and are really easy to push. However, strapping two boys into a cart with only two inches between them is sure to cause some strife...
...We hadn't even made it through the entire produce section when suddenly, this man makes a huge embarrassing scene when he yells from all the way over in the fruit section, "Hey!!! Hey!!! He's killing him!" All eyes in the produce department turn towards our cart, where Connor has Keegan in a headlock. Not only that, but he's elbowing him down and pushing his head between his legs. Lovely. I immediately intervene, whisper instructions and a reprimand to Connor, then turn about four shades of red because people are still staring. I waved at the guy who'd caused my embarrassment and nodded a thanks, but truly wanted to say, "Dude, you must not have kids! Killing him, does it really look like he's killing him?! This is what my two year old thinks is affectionate!" Keegan was not hurt, crying, upset, or making any fuss over the attack cause in our house, rough love is just par for the course. Don't misunderstand, Connor is constantly being told to keep his hands off of Keegan because he loves too roughly, but was it so necessary to shout out, "He's killing him?!"
Seriously, we need no one else to bring attention to our cart. With two toddlers who are delighted when they see favorite or familiar items, are sure to have an emotional breakdown at some point during the trip and completely lack volume control, we bring plently of attention to ourselves.
(Anyone tried a good online deliver-to-your-door grocery service?)
The boys and I made a trip to the commissary (a.k.a. grocery store) this morning and they have these fantastic new carts. Connor calls them the "rocket carts" cause they have planets and comets on the side of them. They are truly wonderful because they seat two toddlers side-by-side up top, but aren't too bulky and are really easy to push. However, strapping two boys into a cart with only two inches between them is sure to cause some strife...
...We hadn't even made it through the entire produce section when suddenly, this man makes a huge embarrassing scene when he yells from all the way over in the fruit section, "Hey!!! Hey!!! He's killing him!" All eyes in the produce department turn towards our cart, where Connor has Keegan in a headlock. Not only that, but he's elbowing him down and pushing his head between his legs. Lovely. I immediately intervene, whisper instructions and a reprimand to Connor, then turn about four shades of red because people are still staring. I waved at the guy who'd caused my embarrassment and nodded a thanks, but truly wanted to say, "Dude, you must not have kids! Killing him, does it really look like he's killing him?! This is what my two year old thinks is affectionate!" Keegan was not hurt, crying, upset, or making any fuss over the attack cause in our house, rough love is just par for the course. Don't misunderstand, Connor is constantly being told to keep his hands off of Keegan because he loves too roughly, but was it so necessary to shout out, "He's killing him?!"
Seriously, we need no one else to bring attention to our cart. With two toddlers who are delighted when they see favorite or familiar items, are sure to have an emotional breakdown at some point during the trip and completely lack volume control, we bring plently of attention to ourselves.
(Anyone tried a good online deliver-to-your-door grocery service?)
4 comments:
Apparently that guy doesn't have a brother or was the youngest and didn't like being picked on. :-) Let me know if you find a good online, home-delivery store. That sounds like the way to go!!
Oh my goodness!! I'm sorry to laugh at your embarrassment, but that's pretty funny...only saying that because I've been there, and at some point, all you can do is laugh. :-P What was with that guy? Seriously? He really, honestly though that they were killing each other? I laugh more at the guy than at the situation. He must have been an only child. :-)
Oh yes, Dana. He was very serious and concerned. He kept looking back at us as he walked away...Maybe from my perspective, you get desensitized since it's a common occurance!
This made me laugh out loud, sitting here all by myself! I haven't tried online - but I've pretty much abandoned the commissary. For some reason that place is just CRAZY!
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