I’ve got to start this one off by saying I love all my kids equally and unconditionally, however I can absolutely rank them in order of the amount of frustration they cause me. Maggie is number one on that list. In the past I’ve been known to utter the words, “Two is nothing! Wait til three!” and “I love two!” I’ve been eating my words lately. Noah and Maggie are changing my views on two and three. Sometimes two is hard and three can be great.
Yesterday was a particularly busy day for us. I had a few errands to run between dropping the girls off at school and picking Alaina back up for therapy. Bank, Target, Vitamin Shoppe, Meijer. Easy enough right? Bank went off without a hitch because no one gets out of the car. I needed three things from Target all at different ends of the store, of course. After colleting all my items I start to head to the check out and notice this:
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Me: Maggie, where is your shoe?
Maggie: I threw it.
Me: You THREW it? *sigh*
So, off we go on a 20 minute detour through Target searching for her shoe. Normally I would have just said screw it, it’s a $7 tennis shoe, but because of Maggie’s toe walking these are the ONLY shoes that stay on her feet. Finally, I look at the clock on my phone and realize if we don’t move on I’m not going to make it to the other stores I needed to get to. As I push our cart into the check out Maggie lifts her bum up, pulls her shoe out from under her and says, “Ha, Ha, Mommy!”