The Mass Exodus...to Target.

 There is nothing like having children. There is nothing like having to grocery shop with 3 small children.  Mayhem.  Today, we needed dog food and cat food, and I needed to get out of the house, so I made the executive decision to take my 3 yahoos to Target.  I felt like Moses leading the Israelites to the Promised Land...there was alot of squabbling, screaming, hair pulling, but we made it.  We must have been a sight.  I had Sedric in the sling kicking wildly, Rafe in the cart shrieking for the fun of it when we pass people, and Peniel hanging off the side of the cart yelling at people to get out of our way.  The funny thing is that I used to roll my eyes at moms like me...ironically, I am "that mom" now...you win universe!
Peniel is famous for being the "reach out and touch somebody" kid.  How many hilariously embarrassing moments I can remember where she would just randomly touch people in the isles. Today, it didnt happen, not because I successfully trained her out of this behavior, but because there arent too many people in Target at 9:30am.  Rafe is our shopping pooper.  The moment you get her in her car seat, she has to do business.  I am always without a clean diaper too, so we gag, we shop, we gag some more, then we go home.  Today, this didnt happen either!  ODD.  Two staples in my shopping headache scenario didnt happen...
Sedric is known as Mr. Spit-up, but not today!  ODD.  Any given shopping trip, I will be baptized in spit up, inhaling poopy diaper smells, and red faced from trying to corral my exuberant non cart riding child, BUT NOT TODAY! Today, I pass GO and collect my $200.  Today, I evaded the perfect storm...tomorrow may be a different story, but today I am enjoying my million dollar shopping moment.