Today I took the kids to the train table at the bookstore, where we hang like all the time. Its free, it keeps the kids busy, and I can drink my coffee and read. Well kinda, I mean really I read like a paragraph and then look up and see my kids dumping milk on other kids and then regulate, sit back down and read another paragraph and then pull something non edible out of their mouths and repeat. Its actually sort of exhausting. But I guess its free? But come to think of it they always see something they want and I end up buying milk at the coffee place inside, so hmmm........crap. Maybe I should stop going there all the time. Anyways we went there today per our routine and everything was going good. Nobody had any potty accidents, or fights about which train to play with and they hadnt even tried to eat the trains or anything. I was quietly reading my trashy book ( I am on the 2 nd book in the 50 shades trilogy) and hoping none of the other parents there would see thats what I was reading.
And then Amelie starts dumping her really overpriced Horizon organic vanilla milk with the cute straw all over someones baby and saying "here you go, here you go." And the mom looked completely freaked. So I apologized, offered a baby wipe and drug my kid away from her baby and quietly told Amelie no. And that was when shit got real at the Barnes and Noble train table. Amelie lost it like a fed up postal worker. She threw like this rock star temper tantrum, complete with head butting, screaming, and kicking. So then I had to convince Sawyer to leave, while carrying coffee, diaper bag, keys, wallet and my screaming kid and being watched by some particularly judgey moms. I think one tsk-tsked at me. But no one helped, they just judged. And then I realized I left my trashy book sitting there after I had finally made it halfway to the car. I thought about leaving it, but I am so close to finishing it and I totally want to see what happens. So I dragged the screaming toddler parade back to the train table and grabbed my trashy erotic novel with as much dignity as I could muster up while carrying 2 screaming kids and all their stuff. I think if the bookstore had security they probably would have escorted me out.
Soooooo we are getting ready to try to take the kids to the Dinosaurs thing with my family this afternoon, and frankly with the way Amelie's tantrums have been going we may end up on the news. Hopefully she has gotten it out of her system for the day. I think all these kids places should have like cash bars for the parents, they would make alot of $$.
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