It's only fair that since the last few posts have been about her other 2 siblings that this post be about her! She made it easy though because honestly this week has been about this busy little bee!
We have a weekly routine of visiting our favorite shops on Saturdays; Savers (a thrift store) and Target. Well, this past Saturday we were at Target, and let me just say that the shopping experience is quite different when it is me and the kids versus me, the kids and Duncan. To put it plainly, when it's just me I am a Nazi and the kids are by my side, holding the cart and it's no fun at all. Yes, we see the toys and get a free cookie at the bakery, but really we are in and out in 45 minutes and there's no monkey business! With Duncan, it's almost the opposite! We will usually split up for the first little bit so I can grab a few groceries and Duncan will do his clearance isle searches. No surprise, Liam and Rory want to be with, "Daddy". It's not uncommon, as the time passes, for me to here my children across the store (way across the store) yelling, "Mommy, where are you?" or to see Rory zoom around the corner on a bike, but hey, if anyone was to ask at that precise moment, "They're not my children! Who would let there kids ride around the store on a bike!" Anyways, I'm getting off track here. The whole purpose behind me describing this scenario is to make myself feel better about what I'm about to tell you. Let's just say I get a little frazzled when it's "All" of us together at the store. I feel like I'm turning in circles trying to find where Rory and Liam went, all the while making sure Autumn is trying not to stand up in the cart. So, yes Autumn likes to try to stand up in the baby seat in the cart now. And it always seems we have the cart with the broken seat belt, so on this particular Saturday I put Autumn in the back of the cart, so we would avoid the whole, "Sit down" and the whining and crying because she hates sitting in the baby part. The Target carts have high walls in the back portion of their carts and I was sure that with my careful manoveouring of the cart that this would be the safest place for her this particular day. Nope, I was wrong. We stopped to look at some books and Autumn flipped, head first out of the cart and bumped her head on the shelf. I felt like such an idiot. All these grandmother's with their hands over their mouths as my poor baby screamed and this visible scrape/bump forming on her head. Duncan and I are trying to console poor Autumn and all I could feel were these glares of poor parenting judgement. Autumn managed to come out of it all, luckily with just the scrape/bump, but my nerves were shot for the day. So, lesson learned. Toddlers should not be put in the back of the cart and Mommy needs to be a Nazi to keep everyone safe!
