Have you ever seen that crazy lady in the store? You know the one whose kids are misbehaving and she is desperately trying to stay calm, cool and keep from unraveling while her kids are paying her absolutely no mind.
Well, yeah. Yesterday that crazy lady in the store was me. I was ordering t-shirts for Miles’ T-ball team parents when both Miles and Milan decided to get a little too silly. I told them to stop. They completely ignored me. I told them again. They acted like I wasn’t even there. In the meantime, the woman behind the counter kept trying to finish the order while giving me that look — you know the one that says, poor lady, she can’t handle her kids.
After quietly yelling at them to stop literally 10 times then explaining the definition of the word, I felt like I was having an out-of-body experience, like I was watching that crazy lady in the store while wondering who are these kids and why the hell are they acting like this?
Most of the time, they behave. It may take three stops for them to actually do it, but I’m normally not that crazy lady in the store so when it happened I didn’t quite know what to do.
I’m glad to say we all survived. Husband says I’m way too lenient, and that I really need to turn into a crazy lady and scare the mess out of them so they’ll know never to do it again.
What about you? Have you ever been that crazy lady in the store, wondering who are these kids and how did we get here? What did you do? This crazy lady would love to know …
Winks & Smiles,