Saturday I babysat from my 1-yr-old granddaughter. I love spending time with her. With Halloween coming, I wanted to run to the store to seek out fun Halloween items among other things. Soooo, I loaded her in the van with my special needs daughter, and off we went.
Oh boy, did I forget what it was like!
We park and I work to get the little one out of the car seat. Can’t they make those things easier for grandparents to unbuckle? I’m fighting with this thing, trying to press the release, but I can’t because I don’t have the strength in my thumb anymore. That’s what happens when you work on computers for your entire career. And it’s about to rain.
We get into the store, got a cart and set her in and…
We head back out, quickly, so we don’t get caught in the rain. There’s the shoe in the road by the curb. My daughter grabs the shoe and we rush back in. Phew!
Now we’re ready to shop and have fun. We start roaming through the aisles and I have the recollection of times past. Did you know that toddlers have arms with built in extensions that extend far beyond the width of the aisle? Well, they do!
We went into the Halloween home accessories and candy aisle and my daughter sees the rack of posters. She starts paging through them o n e - b y - o n e, looking for her favorite, Bella from the Twilight Saga. This is going to take forever, especially when she doesn’t find one since that’s old news now. I told her she could look while I ran over across the aisle with little miss long arms, in the opposite section. I start looking and realize, this isn’t going to work. My daughter won’t find me. I go back across the aisle looking for her, and can’t find her. Then I hear, “Mom?” I call her name. Now we’re playing catch-me-if-you-can around the aisles.
Ugh! I shout her name a little louder and she came around the corner.
I worried for nothing because she was right where I was supposed to be!
I now decide to find something to buy for little miss long arms to play with in the cart. I let her pick between two little girl necklace/bracelet sets. She picks the pretty sparkly one and we shop some more.
Clunk! Something bounced off my shoe! oof, she dropped the necklace on the floor. Well that latest 5 min.
I finally get the Halloween stuff I wanted — great deals, 60% off! — and I realize as we’re approaching the checkout that I don’t have my purse.
Shoot! I do a quick tally and there is no way I have enough cash in my pocket. Shoot (again!)
I have to run out to my van. Is it raining? I hope not. I start to head for the door with the cart and realize, I can’t do that! It’s full of stuff! I’d be arrested for shoplifting! I can’t leave that cart with little miss long arms with my daughter because, you never know what might happen when I run out. Shoot. I have to haul her outside with me.
I leave my daughter inside with the cart and, baby in arms, we run to the van. It’ done raining, thank goodness! I get my purse, run back in and…
no shoe. Again. Shoot, shoot, shoot!!!
I go back out, (now I’m getting winded) and, yep, there it is in the same spot as before. I pick it up, run back inside, load her in the cart and put the shoe on.
Finally, I can check out. I get everything paid for and haul everything and everybody out to the van.
And in the car seat when we get home, a whole mile down the road, is the sweetest little babe sound asleep…
All I think is, what on earth wore her out?
… and it’s time for lunch.