Target Tantrum

Please tell me someone just saw (or heard) the scene that was us at Target. Please tell me you got a good laugh. 

The kids got birthday gift certificates in the mail this week from Uncle Jason & Aunt Becky.  We went to Target, and I was going to let the kids redeem their birthday gift cards.  First we hit the bathroom, as we usually do, & ended up leaving after only hitting the bathroom, with Hayden kicking & screaming & tucked under my arm like a football. If 4 years old is better than 3, 4 better come fast. Cause this "I can do what I want, whenever I want" phase is getting old.  I really hated to make a scene, but you aren't going to blatantly disobey over & over & over, then go get a toy.  Sorry.  Hopefully next time you will believe me when I say, "If you do that again, we're going home."

Thank you Logan, for carrying Hayden's kicked off shoes. 

Thank you Olivia, for picking up & carrying my keys which went flying as I tried to dig through my purse & man-handle 41lbs of tanrtum. 

Thank you both for listening & helping, & not breaking down in tears because we had to leave. 

Thank you lady in the parking lot for helping Olivia & Logan across the street & for saying "God Bless you, these days will pass soon."

Thank you patrons of Target for smiling & looking at me with "I'm sorry" eyes & for not making me feel the piercing hateful eyes of judgement.

What a day....