After dropping Spence at school this morning, I decided I would risk taking all four other kids to Wal-Mart to get a few things. I gave myself a pep talk and reminded the kids of what was expected of them. I've decided I need to raise my expectations as far as their behavior is concerned knowing that they will meet my expectations and things will run much more smoothly.
Our trip to Wal-Mart was a complete success and I felt great about changing my attitude and thus changing their behavior. After loading kids and groceries into the car, I chatted with Nicole for a few minutes who was parked next me. As we finished up, I walked the cart to the front of the parking lot and left it in the lined walkway area, LIKE MILLIONS OF OTHER MOMS. As I turn back to the car, an old man honks at me. Thinking I've dropped something, I look at him and smile as he points angrily to my cart, and then back behind him, across the parking lot, to the cart corral. "PUT YOUR CART AWAY" he mouths to me angrily. Ok, right.
If I was a mature person, I would have smiled sheepishly and calmly put my cart away. BUT I'M NOT THAT PERSON. I gave him my best death look, glared him down and THEN put my cart away. And I hate myself for it! You'd think I'd be mad that I was rude to this old man who was so blatantly rude to me, but that's not it. I'm mad because I put my cart away!!!!
I walked back to Nicole and told her what happened and she reiterated my annoyance saying that I should have asked him to wait with THE FOUR KIDS IN MY CAR while I hiked across the parking lot to securely store my cart. I'm sorry, the world is not the same as it was 117 years ago old man when you could leave your kids in your car unattended and not fear for them being snatched away while your back is turned. I'm really not lazy, that's not my issue. I've just seen far to many 20/20 episodes where kids are taken and it scares the crap out of me. Nicole retaliated by leaving her cart right where I wanted to leave mine and we left feeling like we had made a difference in the mind of an old man.
I called Tiffany as I was leaving and told her what happened and while she laughed and laughed I said "I'm trying to be a better person, damnit!" I think that about sums it up.
Luckily, when I got home I had the cutest mug in the world waiting for me to cheer me up. Isn't it delightful?