Big kids! That's what Brett and Emma are! Sometimes I still call them babies, but they aren't really babies anymore. Brett and Emma do know what babies are though and they love them. When they see an actual baby or see a picture of a baby or see a baby on TV they say "awwwwww baby!" It is sort of sweet but also makes me want to scream "you are just a baby too, you know?!?!"
My big kids keep me pretty busy. Every day we have some new adventures to go on! I call my errands adventures and B&E get very excited! When I tell them we have an adventure they run to the garage door or start looking for their shoes and wave "bye-bye!"
Publix is our most frequented adventure! We are there multiple times a week. A better word for Publix though might be chaos. Shopping with kids is kind of a torture for everyone. I need groceries so I attempt to purchase them, but Brett and Emma think everything I am putting into the cart needs to be taste-tested on the spot. I wheel around an extremely heavy race cart almost as fast as a real race car driver so that I can exit the produce section without too much of a scene. This is quite the task if you know how heavy this ridiculous cart is, BEFORE even adding kids and food into the mix! So I must be quick to avoid the tantrums. And I bring snacks! A kid eating snacks isn't going to get upset at the grocery store, right?? I mean, they already have something to eat!
But, my plan is not foolproof. Thanks to the bananas. It's always the bananas. Piled so high, they are spotted from across the store. Once the bananas are noticed, I am in trouble. "Nana!" "Nana!" "Nana!" OK, grab the bananas and run. I smile and stay sweet so the other shoppers don't think I am too mean. "Don't worry sweeties, you will get your nana when we get home!" Of course really I am thinking 'Please don't start crying. It is just a stupid banana. You have goldfish in your hands. Goldfish trump bananas.'
Then the screaming starts. And everyone looks at me like I committed a crime because my kids are suddenly monsters. (When really, the crime would be giving my kids bananas that actually haven't been purchased. That is the crime, people!! Stealing!!)
So what does a supermom of twins do in a situation like this?? Head to the bakery of course!
"Who wants a cookie?"
Here are my big kids. Cookie crumbs smeared on their faces while they drop goldfish all over the store :)
