What A Day!

It's 2:30 pm and I'm beat; and this after enjoying the "luxury" of sleeping until almost 6 am.

A quick phone call this morning turned into an hour+ conversation about a number of things (and it wasn't even with Clara!). Meanwhile the boys occupied themselves for a while with watching the vactor suck up leaves on one side of the house. This must have grown old because they attacked the Christmas tree with a vengeance and tore around the house like mad men.

We then went to Target to look for girly Christmas gifts for some friends. As we were walking in, a rather obese man was putting his things in his vehicle. Andrew loudly announces, "That man has been eating a lot!" which was quickly repeated by Stephen. Thankfully we were at such a distance that I don't think he heard, but I quickly stooped down and explained that we neither point at nor remark about people.

Inside we had the pleasure of seeing an elderly neighbor riding on a motorized cart. I feel like I need the motorized cart. Instead I had the pleasure of alternately pushing and pulling a over sized cart with the two sit/stand seats in the back while either holding Matthew or making sure he didn't topple out of the cart.

Our final stop was Hobby Lobby. As I was merrily checking out some clearance fabric, Stephen, unbeknownst to me, climbed onto a shelf upon which was standing several tri-fold room divider/screens. Suddenly his actions became clear as one hit me in the back of the head. A clerk quickly rushed to make sure I hadn't suffered any physical harm; I assured her that I hadn't though I couldn't guarantee that my son would enjoy the same fate. He rode in the cart for the rest of our short-lived trip.

On the way to the check-out another shopper was concerned that he might fall out and bump his head. I said, "Oh, that probably wouldn't bother him." "Oh, is he hard-headed?" she replied. I answered, "Don't let his cuteness fool you."

As I waited to pay the lady behind me struck up a conversation. Her daughter also has 3 boys rather close together. She commented, "You're brave to take them all out." It's either go crazy at home or have crazy shopping experiences; after these last few trips, however, I've decided it's better to live in a madhouse.