Abby Lee

I took the kids grocery shopping on Thursday night. I couldn't have made up this trip. So many things went wrong. So we walked into the store. Abby asks if she can push a cart. "sure!" so off we go to the fruits and vegetables section. We walk past the blueberries & Nathan starts screaming at the top of his lungs that he wants blueberries. People are looking, he is crawling his way out of the cart to get to the blueberries, so I put some in the cart, he tries to eat them, so I explain that we have to buy them first. I turn my head and he has grabbed the blueberries and opened the carton spraying blueberries across the floor of the grocery store. I grab the berries and put them into the bag I am now carrying all of my groceries, even though we are pushing two carts. During this interaction, Abby has run over my toes twice and rammed my ankles one time. So we move away from the beloved blueberries and grab a watermelon. I figure this is safe in the cart. He can't eat that right? As I move to the peppers, I look at my lovely son, Nathan and see him trying to gnaw on the watermelon. Little flecks of green are littering his mouth and bottom of the cart, "NATHAN!!!!" Watermelon goes into the bag. The long arms of Nathan grabs an orange pepper and takes a bite out of it. At this time I am looking for a bagged produce that costs per bag not weight. So we find some apples and I whip two out, one for each boy. All of this excitement has happened in the first 15 feet of the grocery store. With the boys semi-occupied with apples, Abby and I walk around the grocery store in the most non-efficient and disorganized way I have ever experienced. Injuries suffered include 15 ankle rams, and 2 jaw slams ( Abby's cheek is at the exact height of the handle bar and she would peek around the cart to see what was in front of her and have to quickly swing her head back behind the cart if someone was coming. 2 times, she slammed her jaw into the handle bar). So we are finally checking out, and Abby is telling the story about the orange pepper. The clerk is super friendly. You don't have to buy that if you don't want it, etc. Nathan, the grocery menace reaches out, snags the green pepper and takes a huge bite out of it. Clerk burst out in laughter. I let him know " oh by the way, we left a mess in the blueberry aisle." "that's fine, I did the same thing yesterday."