We needed five items from the grocery store; mayo, ranch dressing, lunch meat and tortilla chips. Do not think we have weird tastes in food. The only ones of those to be combined are the mayo and lunch meat, and there will be bread involved. I thought to myself. This will take little time, I should go do this now.
I wisked the kids out of the car and plopped them in the grocery cart. As I set the baby down, I noticed that strange odor coming from her rear. Oh Poop!
The first stop was a swing by the deli and fruit section. "Bananas!" Cora exclaimed. I thought about Nyobi and her recent issues with lactose, and grabbed a big bundle. There are no milk products in Bananas and they make excellent ice cream substitutes. As I set them in the cart, the Nuky came out and was discarded into the watermelon bin. As Nyobi began to whine because I refused to give her bananas immediately, I dug down through the giant green orbs trying to follow the sounds of pacifier plinko with my arm.
Luck was with me. I retrieved the Nuky, cleaned it, and tried to give it to the whiny smelly girl. She wanted nothing to do with plastic though. She wanted a banana, a diaper change and probably a nap, in that particular order. This is not a problem I told myself, soothing her with hands and soft voice. I only needed a couple things.
Twenty minutes later I emerged. Nyobi cried the entire time we shopped. I had three extra items and a giant pack of bananas. I went through check out twice because in my efforts to sooth the crabby stinky one, I forgot to purchase the Mayo. The only person who seemed satisfied was Cora, who was happily snacking on fish crackers, and loved being instructed that she did not have to share.
Next time I have a five item grocery trip, I think I will go in the evening, without children. Oh wait. I forgot to buy the Ice.