Just a little unimportant rant.

I love my children. I love my child Hayes. But why is it so difficult to go grocery shopping with him? In all honesty...the memories make me laugh..once it's all over and he is asleep in bed that night. While it's happening, that's another story.

So today I decided to go to the grocery store to just get cereal because it was on sale. I don't usually go to the store for one thing, but it was a good deal. He held my hand while we walked in, unlike two times ago when he started running and I had to make quick calculations on if it was more likely for a 2 year old to get hit by a car or a baby in a car seat in a shopping cart. Sorry Kamri but I think people can see shopping carts better.

So we got inside the store and there was a little shopping cart there for him to take, no melt down there.

All I had to do was get the cereal and we are good...right?

I had Hayes help me put the boxes in the cart, this way he is busy helping not running away.

I was there a short time, so I didn't run into any neighbors to stop and talk to. Since I didn't stop to talk. Hayes did not have the chance to run out the store doors to "show" my neighbor where the carts go.

When we got in line I successfully maneuvered Hayes so he did not get distracted by the candy bars. I had him putting the cereal on the conveyor belt thingy.

Then while the cashier was scanning in the cereal I was keeping my watch out. I was making sure Hayes was by my side unlike the one time that he disappeared when I reached to the bottom of the cart to get the laundry detergent. I thought he had gone for the parking lot, so I was practically in tears by the time an employee found him in the back of a very big store looking at a package of cookies.

So..no melt down, no run to the store doors, no getting lost...heck not even trying to add things to the cart (which I don't consider a hard part of shopping with him any more)

I really thought that we had had a perfect shopping experience. But I forget.

While i was running my credit card, Hayes successfully climbed into the mini shopping cart to be at the perfect height to steal one of those lame 50 cent minuscule pieces of chocolate that are by the credit card machine. He had it, unwrapped, stuffed in his mouth before the machine said approved. Fast little guy.

You would think I'd learn. I think that is like the fourth time I've had to pay for those dang candies. Do grocery store managers get together and think..muwhahaha we are going to put all the candy and good stuff low for children to get into..and if that doesn't work put candy in the perfect spot to swipe while the mom is off guard.

Maybe a little dramatic but it was annoying to have to dig in my purse for some cash after I had already paid for anything.

Oh yes after I paid for that and we started to walk away, Hayes snatched up a package of M&M's that were on a stand at the END of the checkout. Seriously...at the end? I mean you've already paid for everything, they are asking to be shoplifted from.

I know..50 cents isn't a big deal. But I just have to rant a little so that someday...someday when I successfully make a perfect shopping trip..I can blog about it.