Like straight out of a prime time comedy show... Sometimes I think that is my life. Wednesday night I was out of Advil, not a good thing! Jack was really crabby so I took him to Krogers with me, the change in scenery always does him a world of good. I'm looking at the Advil, I grab the bottle I want, we start to walk down the aisle and I am telling Jack, watch out, don't have enough time to grab him, and BOOM!! He knocks over the deodarant display, deodorant goes flying EVERYWHERE! I'm not at all embarrassed, I wish I had a loud speaker to announce CLEAN UP IN AISLE 3 over, cause I would. Jack tells me something along the lines of "what a mess" and I'm trying not to laugh and come off as rude in there, but I was very amused. Being the good mom that I am, I tell Jack, lets clean up our mess and I proceed to stand the cardboard tipsy makeshift deodarant shelf back up and collect the slew of deodarants to put back on there. I'm thinking this is a good lesson in cleaning up after yourself, but the shelf has another plan. After we take all the time and get about 1/2 of the 20 or so deodarants that are everywhere back onto the shelf, over it goes again!!! At this point, I'm realizing I am not winning the deodarant battle, so I walk up to the pharmacy and tell the lady that I think the shelf is broke and I tried to clean it up, and she tells me not to worry about it. Yeah, don't tell me when the shelf is knocked over, but after I spend 5 minutes with my hands full and making a bigger mess of things, and making sure to keep an eye on Jack as he tends to run!
Mental note to self, 2 minute trip in store or not, put Jack in the buggy!!!!