Adventures in Grocery Shopping, part 4

Thought this would be appropriate this week

 

If you have been following this series, you know by now that my cart is always full.  We are on our way to the checkout line, when I hear those dreaded words:

“Mommy, I have to go potty!”

You have got to be kidding me

Me: “Ava, why didn’t you go before we left?!”

Ava: “Because you didn’t tell me to!”

Whoops – score one for Ava.

Oh, when will I learn? I’m just terrible about reminding my kids to go to the bathroom before we leave the house.

So, Ava, Garrett, Grady & I stuff ourselves into the bathroom.

I can’t put the baby down, because who knows what is on the floor. Also, remember this is the little guy who LOVES taking toilet paper off the rolls. So, I assume the stance of a wrestler & attempt to put toilet paper on the seat, while holding Grady.

Garrett keeps trying to open the door.

Garrett: “Bye, Mommy!”

Me: “Leave the door alone.”

Garrett: “No Mommy, bad boy, you!”

Me: “Garrett go sit in the corner. No, wait! Don’t touch the floor!”

Poor, Ava is literally dancing because she’s about to burst.

Why is it that when you are in a rush, everything just seems to work against you? I was trying to put paper on the seat, and seriously, it seemed like every other piece kept falling into the toilet.

Ava: “Mommmmmmmmy!!!!”

Me: “I know Ava – I’m hurrying!”

Garrett: begins to sing “Scooby-Dooby-Doo, where are you…”

And then, in the midst of this chaos, I decided this was the perfect moment for a lecture.

Me: “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? Why did you wait until the last minute? Why didn’t you go before we left?”

Ava: “Because you didn’t…”

Me: “I know, I know – I didn’t tell you. We covered it already!”

Speaking of covered…by now I’ve finished with the seat.

Me:  “Okay Ava, go!”

Ava:  “Mommy, I can’t get my belt off!”

The belt.

Of all the days to put a belt on my kid!  So, I’m still holding Grady (my purse is somewhere in the mix), trying to undo a belt. Garrett is now belting out “Scooby-Doo” and with my luck, someone’s probably taken our grocery cart.

But wait! There is a happy ending in sight!

I got the belt off…

and Ava got to go potty.

FINALLY

We leave the bathroom and I swear to myself that I will never forget to remind the kids to go potty before setting one foot outside the door.

Oh, who am I kidding, right?