I normally leave my son with his father at home on Sundays while I go grocery shopping, but because he had to go to work today, I had no choice but to take little E with me.
Our first stop, Trader Joe's, went pretty smoothly. He was strapped into the shopping cart and for the most part - we didn't have any ear-piercing screaming incidents inside the store. That's what usually gets to me - and it's not that I'm embarrassed (anymore). My son is almost two years old, I'm used to getting all sorts of looks from strangers when we're out in public - it's just that the screaming hurts my own damn ears and simply damages my calm! I'm not a loud person, so having a child who seems like the total opposite just drives me crazy sometimes.
Our second stop, Albertsons, was fine too. Well, until I was trying to check out at the self-service stands and he ran off. It was a quick stop for some chili powder, so I didn't bother getting a cart for us - plus I do want him to eventually learn that if he wants to be able to walk around with us, he has to remain close to us and not run off. So there I was, leaving an unpaid bottle of chili powder at the checkout stand while I ran after Speedy Gonzales. I just keep telling myself that ONE DAY, he'll learn.
Or that he'll eventually turn 18.
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