Picture Mr. T strapped to me in a Baby Bjorn, the Hawk in his car seat perched on top of the shopping cart; Cici and Nini on either side of the cart; and yours truly pushing the shopping cart with my shopping list clenched in one of my hands. I see someone I know and we start chatting. The girls are picking out Father's Day cards and Mr. T's less than small frame is making the conversation more and more excruciating.
I say goodbye to my friend and quickly try to get as many things as I can before the Hawk gets too frustrated with his car seat. Somewhere in between talking to my friend and finding a Father's Day gift, my list becomes Mr. T's afternoon snack. I can't remember how he got a hold of it, but push forward and get as many things on the list as possible and make it to the check-out.
We run a few more errands and finally end up at home ready for some needed rest - but wait?! After unloading the contents of my mini-van, I realize that everything I purchased at my first stop were still at the store. I left everything. Fortunately, they saved everything back for me (thanks Target) and I was able to pick it up the next day.
My note to self...shop on Saturday morning when Craig can watch the kids.