Journal, Diary, & Blogging / Misbehavin' at the store
I try not to take my kids out in public very often. Tonight was a good example of why….......
There’s Tori 14, Tyler 12, and Destiny 7.
We stopped at IGA to pick up the stuff to make Nachos.
Tori and I get out of the Jeep and start walking away when I notice I am missing two kids. I open the door and ask if they are coming in.
Tyler: God!
Destiny: HMPH! (Throws the seatbelt and gets out)
Destiny: I don’t want anything!
Me: We’re just getting dinner then we’ll go home.
Destiny: I don’t want anything!
Me: Fine.
We walk into the store and Destiny walks over and lays on a stack of pop. I tell her to get up and come over and pick out something to drink. She stands up and starts walking to me and SLAM!..Tori runs into her with the cart.
Luckily, she blows it off and picks out her pop. Everyone picks what they want except Tyler.
Tyler: I don’t get anything.
Me: Pick a damn pop and let’s go.
We have the chips and drinks and head to get the hamburger. Destiny lays on the floor and rolls down the aisle. I pick her up and go back to the meat. Tyler is now swinging Destiny around by her arms.
Me: Stop it now!
Tyler: It wasn’t me!
Me: Please try to act like normal human beings!
Destiny rolls down the aisle again.
I grab the hamburger and then grab Destiny. Tori runs into someone with the cart instead of saying “Excuse me”. I apologize to the person and we head off for seasoning.
Tyler: Here’s some seasoning.
Me: That’s chili we need taco.
Tyler But there’s lots of this.
Me: We need taco
Destiny has crawled underneath the cart and is trying to roll over while she’s under there. She rolls face down and Tori starts swinging the cart from side to side. I stop Tori and pull Destiny out. Destiny runs down the aisle and sits down in front of someone’s cart. I go and grab her and she’s trying to pull away from me; lifting her feet off the ground and swinging.
Me: You aren’t going to get any presents for christmas if you keep acting like this.
Destiny: Yes I will!
Me: Santa doesn’t bring presents to kids who misbehave.
Tori: Yeah, mom will call Santa and you won’t get any presents.
Tyler: Yeah, and you won’t ever see your dad either cuz Mom will tell him you’re bad. (She gets to meet her dad in May)
Me: Shut up Tyler
Tyler: It wasn’t me!
Destiny walks with me and we find the seasoning (with the taco stuff…..imagine that) and she tries to grab a jar of jalepenos.
Me: Don’t touch those, you’ll pull all that stuff down
Destiny: I want pickles!
Tyler: Those aren’t pickles, they’re peppers
Destiny: No they’re not!
Tori: Destiny, remember at the end of Scooby Doo where him and Shaggy are eating >Destiny smacks Tori<
Destiny: Shut up Tori!
Me: Can you just stop it, we are almost done!
Me: We need cheese
Destiny: I don’t want cheese!
Me: We’re getting cheese
Destiny: I wanna push the cart! >fighting with Tori< I wanna push the cart!
Me: Just give her the damn cart!
I grab the handles to help navigate because she almost hits a woman rounding the corner.
Destiny: I can do it! I’m pushing the cart! Let go Mom, I’m pushing the cart!
Me: I’m just making sure you don’t hit anyone
Destiny: Fine
Tyler starts bringing over toys he’s found and has to have.
Me: Christmas is next week, you’ll get plenty then.
Tyler: God! I never get anything! Only Destiny your little baby gets everything.
Me: Tyler no one is getting anything.
Tyler: God!
We go to the checkout….......
Checkout girl: Having an interesting time in the store huh?
(Well of course everyone in the store heard the whole thing, this is a small town store!)
I just smile.
Destiny: I want to pay! I want to pay!
Tori: Shut up Destiny!
We got out to the Jeep.
Tyler: Mom, can I have $20?
Me: Tyler!
Tyler: God! I want to buy a skateboard from Josh.
Me: I don’t have $20 for a skateboard right now.
Tyler: You never have money to buy me anything!
Me: Whatever Tyler.
We get home and Tyler and Destiny help me make dinner (amazing huh?) Guess what we forgot at the store? Sour cream…........
Tyler: You can go back and get some Mom, we’ll stay here this time.
Destiny: We’ll be good Mom, you don’t have to call Santa.
They were good the rest of the night. Maybe it’s just public places that make kids turn into devil children. I don’t know for sure.
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March 23, 2007
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They probably know that while in the store you are less able to correct them how you would at home. That better have been a darn good nacho night too for the effort just to get it. lol…
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Its almost as bad as babysitting the spon of satan i’ve babysat. You have very well put language in here. I enjoyed the peice. Great job I think we can all relate in one way or another.
I think maybe you’re right. but that kind of brought a smile to my face, just remembering how much you can get away with- being a kid.
That was an amusing tale. It sounds as if your children are a handful. I’d enjoy hearing more like this in the future.
This is a brilliant piece of writing. I loved the break up style of narration and dialogue. I’ve read a lot and I’ve never seen it before. The interaction between yourself and your kids was great; it had me smiling all the way through. Even though it wouldn’t have been funny at the time, I’m sure you can now see the funny side now. Great writing, great snapshot. Well done.
You gave a vivid illustration of how your children were in the grocery store. I can imagine what you were going through. My boys are almost 19 and 22 (next week is their birthday four days apart) and when they were younger going with me to the grocery store it could turn ugly quick. When I had my stepson on top of that it would be horrible. Not only did I have to put up with them in public, I also would hear them fussing about who was going to sit in the front seat going home. However it was not just in public that they acted like monsters, it could like that at home also. My boys were always doing something. They now look back and laugh about the things they did. Even when they are a little out of control, enjoy them they grow up so fast and you will be saying “I want my babys back.”
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