I have been extremely lucky up until today. I can honestly say that I have never had a child cause a scene in a department store. Apparently, my son thought it was high time for me to join the ranks of the rest of the 99.9% of mothers in the world today.
I'm not exactly sure how we got so lucky with Marleigh. She has always just been very well behaved in public. Notice I say lucky. I fully realize it has absolutely zero to do with us and our parenting. Not once has she ever ran through a store or had a melt down at a restaurant. To be fair, Kade has always been pretty well behaved, too. I have knocked on wood, many, many times knowing how blessed we were. That all changed today.
Today, after dance, I took the kids to JC Penneys. Lindsey had said they had some great deals, and Marc was needing a new dress shirt for an upcoming event we are attending. That's where my lucky streak ended.
We walked in, and there were some adorable sweaters right inside the door. I let go of Kade's hand for a split second to check the price tag and he was gone. For a bigger kid, he sure is quick! I chased him. He found a door that stated "Employees Only", threw open the door and ran. It just happened to be the front window display. I had picked up the kids right after work, so I was still in my high heels and dress clothes. What else could I do but run after him? I really had never realized how long that window display is. Let's just say I was out of breath. I'm sure anyone that was driving or walking by got a good chuckle from us. You're welcome.
I decided at that point, there was not a chance of browsing. So we rode the escalator upstairs to menswear. My new game plan: get in and get out. I was looking for Marc's shirt and once again, made the mistake of letting go of Kade's hand. He was off. I chased him down, and asked Marleigh to hold his hand while I looked at shirts. Next thing I know, Marleigh was on the floor, yelling, and Kade was dragging her off.
We regrouped. I explained to Kade how important it was that he stay right by Mommy. I was frantically trying to find Marc's shirt size and guess what? Bubba went AWOL again. This time, I hear Marleigh in a panic yelling, " He's getting in the beds!!! He's in the covers!" So I removed a small child from the mini-display bed, then fixed the display and returned to men's shirts.
I again, am quickly searching for the correct size shirt and he takes off again. There is another door labeled "Employees Only" so of course he goes right in, there are mannequins everywhere. I quickly escort my precious little boy back out.
Back to my mission. Curses to you white dress shirts!!!! Neck size, sleeve length, why can't you just come in small, medium, and large?!?
Just as I've FINALLY found the correct size, Kade spots a KSU shirt across the store and in Duck Dynasty lingo, "He gone." He only managed to rip down two shirts before I got to him.
We head to check out, which is right beside the escalator. I reiterate again, how important it is he stay close by while I pay. My plea goes ignored, again. He almost took a header off the escalator. Cue overreaction from overprotective big sister. Seriously. I can't get out fast enough.
I received numerous dirty looks during our little excursion. The cashier was almost rude, even though I apologized profusely.
To all mothers out there: If I have EVER given you a dirty look while a child was acting up, I am sooooooo sorry. You have my sympathies. I should have said, "Hang in there. We've ALL been there."
To my son: Thank you for tossing me in to the deep end without a life jacket. At the time, I was completely mortified, but I can find the humor now. I appreciate your curious nature and love you for it. But let's not make a habit out of it. ;)