I need to go to the liquor store to buy another bottle of tequila for my batch of margaritas and I'm wondering the most appropriate way to do this with four children ages six and under.
Option 1: I bring them all in. There could be some breakage. Or yelling or screaming. Or at the very least, running about. In this situation the store clerk may give me all the alcohol I need for free.
Option 2: I leave them in the car while I run in. Being that today will be one of the hottest days of the summer I will definitely need to use the car's remote start to keep things cool. But leaving kids in the car on a hot day naturally draws attention especially when said car is parked in a liquor store parking lot and the mom returns with a brown paper bag.
Option 3: I walk there with the stroller. Two kids will be strapped in and thus immobile leaving the two bigs to be on their best behavior. But again, a mom with a double stroller and two more kids walking to the liquor store in 90-degree heat? What more could scream absolute desperation?
I sent Brian to work with my favorite bra. The one whose strap broke on the left side right in the middle of t-ball last Thursday. That was fun. The mall is by his office and he's going to exchange it for a new one. Being that, after two months of use, it's defective and all.
So I suppose we all have to shelve our humility every once in a while all in the name of the best interests of this here family. Which currently include a good bra and even better margaritas.
Tomorrow we leave for our cabin vacation. Which is why these to-dos are so pressing today. And I'm all, "Hey! I need to hop on the ol' blog and pound out a post RIGHT NOW." Because there's no better time to blog than when I have an endless supply of to-dos with a deadline.
Also on the list is getting the car vacuumed. But I'm out of quarters and I don't want to do it in the heat anyway. It calls for a trip to Mr. Car Wash. But I don't actually want the car washed, you see. With all the bugs and stray summer-y matter the windshield will encounter on our lovely drive through Northern Minnesota, a wash would be pointless. Is it possible to just pay for a vacuum?
And then there's Bobby boy who had his first full night of sleep EV-AH in his whole six and half months of life two nights ago. SCORE! Then I went and screwed it up. Too many errands yesterday and too many short naps in the car made for one overtired little boy who was wound up like clock until way past ten and had a tough night thereafter. So today calls for some routine and his own bed.
Oh babies. They are so easy to figure out yet so hard to abide by.
This is my day, folks. And the dilemmas I'm encountering.
But tomorrow! Tomorrow is vacation!
Option 1: I bring them all in. There could be some breakage. Or yelling or screaming. Or at the very least, running about. In this situation the store clerk may give me all the alcohol I need for free.
Option 2: I leave them in the car while I run in. Being that today will be one of the hottest days of the summer I will definitely need to use the car's remote start to keep things cool. But leaving kids in the car on a hot day naturally draws attention especially when said car is parked in a liquor store parking lot and the mom returns with a brown paper bag.
Option 3: I walk there with the stroller. Two kids will be strapped in and thus immobile leaving the two bigs to be on their best behavior. But again, a mom with a double stroller and two more kids walking to the liquor store in 90-degree heat? What more could scream absolute desperation?
I sent Brian to work with my favorite bra. The one whose strap broke on the left side right in the middle of t-ball last Thursday. That was fun. The mall is by his office and he's going to exchange it for a new one. Being that, after two months of use, it's defective and all.
So I suppose we all have to shelve our humility every once in a while all in the name of the best interests of this here family. Which currently include a good bra and even better margaritas.
Tomorrow we leave for our cabin vacation. Which is why these to-dos are so pressing today. And I'm all, "Hey! I need to hop on the ol' blog and pound out a post RIGHT NOW." Because there's no better time to blog than when I have an endless supply of to-dos with a deadline.
Also on the list is getting the car vacuumed. But I'm out of quarters and I don't want to do it in the heat anyway. It calls for a trip to Mr. Car Wash. But I don't actually want the car washed, you see. With all the bugs and stray summer-y matter the windshield will encounter on our lovely drive through Northern Minnesota, a wash would be pointless. Is it possible to just pay for a vacuum?
And then there's Bobby boy who had his first full night of sleep EV-AH in his whole six and half months of life two nights ago. SCORE! Then I went and screwed it up. Too many errands yesterday and too many short naps in the car made for one overtired little boy who was wound up like clock until way past ten and had a tough night thereafter. So today calls for some routine and his own bed.
Oh babies. They are so easy to figure out yet so hard to abide by.
This is my day, folks. And the dilemmas I'm encountering.
But tomorrow! Tomorrow is vacation!
So I suppose this would be a bad time to mention that Gemma (not quite 3 months old yet) has been sleeping through the night for the past 3 weeks now? :)
ReplyDelete/Ducks object Jenny just threw at me/
Option 4: Meet your sister half way and we can swap watching the kids in the car while the other goes to the liquor store!
ReplyDeleteI'm having the same dilemma!
I'm going to try the Orange Shandy!
See you tooooooooooomorrow!
Your liquor store dilemma make me laugh because I always feel weird when I walk into one with Max. With four kids I'm sure people just knowingly nod.
ReplyDeleteI miss the days of our childhood when you bring your children into a booze store with no judgement or leave them in the car with the window open for 10 minutes without the possibility of getting arrested.
Enjoy your vacation.