Today’s Costco grocery trip by the numbers:
2 adults, (one a very kind and brave soul), 1 toddler, 2 almost three month old twins.
1 vomit incident involving gum and chocolate covered acai berries. 3 surpressed gag reflexes. 1 complete toddler outfit change. 1 hand and face washing.
Roughly 9 samples eaten. 14 items stacked around 2 car seats and said toddler. Including 1 jumbo toilet paper pack. 27 pitying looks from fellow shoppers.
2 screaming twins. 2 bottles mixed in the cafe area. 1 toddler escapee announcing to nearby onlookers that she is running away. 1 icecube eaten off the floor. 3 more gag reflex surpressions. 1 toddler strapped into the shopping cart and given a phone with a flashcard app.
1 suspicious baby toot. 3 strains. 1 attempted outfit save. 1 epic failure. 1 diaper blowout. 2 adults changing 1 baby covered in what seemed like 19 gallons of yellow goo poo. 1 discovery that the diaper bag outfits were for newborns. 1 baby looking like a sausage in a too small sleeper.
1 appropriately timed diaper change conducted in the appropriate bathroom location. 47 words exchanged with husband on the phone about a home arrival time. 2 precariously stacked carts exiting the store. 14 items placed in the back of the van. 3 children strapped into car seats.
1 hug of complete and unabashed gratitude exchanged with brave friend. 147 minutes spent in mild insanity. 5 seconds worrying about blood pressure. 1 tank of club member gas. 3 minutes spent figuring out if budget was kept in tact.
7 minutes spent plotting how to make trips to the store easier.
32 seconds realizing this is impossible.
11 swallows of lukewarm diet coke.
62 minutes home.
1. Heavy. Sigh.
6 thoughts on “A day in the life”
hel, I wish I were nearby so I could go to Costco with you- or maybe FOR you!
If only, Susan! I have learned to always have a friend alongside on venture like these. It makes it much easier to laugh.
Oh Rachel, I laugh now but totally understand what your shopping excursion must have been like. Perhaps the costco run should be done with 3 brave souls, one for each of the little darlings. The next trip will go better, but in the mean time it made for a very entertaining blog entry! Wish I could have been there to help you!
Ha, so true. But I feel like it was even challenging when all three of us went and it was man to man defense. It’s just gotta be the stage. 🙂
Rachel, I love these entries, brings back fond (sarcastic, but now funny) memories of my child raising years! I’ve taken my share of vomit (usually down and in my shirt-don’t ask), retrieved my share of “lost” children, and multiple outfits malfunctions. Thanks for your willingness to share all these happenings in your day. I can’t imagine how you find the time…keep your humor, these days pass way too fast. Maybe you need to get a Tshirt with a cute saying for all the gawkers. Have fun with it… Maybe “Walk a mile in my shoes,..then we’ll talk.”
For real. I need a teeshirt that says yes I have my hands full. may I borrow yours? 🙂