So I thought, Grocery Shopping! It hadn't gotten done on Friday. Off to Walmart to run around in great speed. But we did spend some extra time in the toy section to pay our respects. It had been a fast trip, but then I remembered I'd like to make one more stop. Victoria's Secret had sent me a ten dollar off purchase card for my birthday that was about to expire.
"Oldest, is it okay if we make one more stop?"
"Yeah, aaaaaa... sure Mom." (yes- this is how Oldest talks at 3 years old, always with great thought to her replies)
I think of myself as extra lucky with my birthday and this store. They always send out birthday cards and because they are having their Semi-Annual Sale at this time, I get double the free stuff!! Otherwise, I would probably never shop here.Once in the store I ask the Clerk about the print on the back of the card. There is no need for me to get my heart set on something and then find out that I can't use the card! They admit to me that it's pretty confusing, but I know it really just how managing the manager cares to be. The clerk double checks for me and sure enough, anything more or less!
With this answer a huge game is opened for me. I'm not letting VS luer me into their store for $10 to get any of my money! So usually I will get a pair of panties or some body care products.
Oh! Did I tell you that we had 9 minutes left on the meter when we pulled up and that I refused to feed it?
While wondering around the store, Oldest is intoxicating herself with a sweet assortment of lotion blending. (If you have to fart, don't worry, Oldest is your little air freshener) Finally I have narrowed my quest down to either panties, or you guessed it, body care products!
But then my little girl has a loud announcement to make to the shoppers of VC, "Mommy? I need to go Poop! Poopy Mommy!" (Note to self: got to work on her manners of statements to the world!)
Everyone, weather it's hold'n it up, or hold'n it down, it's a universal fact that all Mommies begin to perspire when they hear reference to these actions come out of their child's mouth. (Dads sweat and run!)
So I pick up speed and promise her we are just about done, when she has another thing to tell everyone, "Mommy?, I want to go to the bathroom back there!"
What? Where? You think there is a bathroom in VS- 'ell NO! But I have to look to where she is pointing since everyone else is wondering where they could pop-a-squat. It's right next to the checkout counter where some hat boxes are piled up. (#2 Note to self: Carry hat box with young children for instant potty, look stylist and sophisticated while sporting the Victoria Secret Name.)
"Quick, lets get in line"
Then there is one more thing she has to say. I feel the scowl and cringe in my face of what might next be on the tip of her tongue-
"Mommy?, I want to go home and watch T.V...."
"Ahhhh"..... I sigh, that was a freebie in the Mommy world.
"O.K., Baby we will."
I'm feeling a shade darker pink and my deodorant is kicking in when I place my purchases on the counter for the clerk. I reach in my pocket to pull out my last "little birthday gift for self", when there is no card in my pocket, or back pocket,..... or purse! What the *#@&*??!
I grab Oldest and swing her 'round the store once more as I teach her a good lesson on how to run people over. (Why am I so absent minded like this?! I'm so ticked off at myself!!!)
That little voice says, "Mommy? You lost it?" (Wait, did she mean physically or mentally?)
I feel that little hand in mine.
"Yes Oldest." I know she knows my disappointment.
But then that little hand puts the thought in my mind to pull myself together. I tell myself, if you don't listen to Oldest, you'll be even more embarrassed, and is twenty dollars of VS stuff really worth all this to you? BE REAL SELF!!!!
Then there is this bright light and a smiling, friendly face. It's the clerk I showed the card to in the beginning. There is a halo around her head, she might even of had some wings and the l'eur de Heaven (VS sent) perfuming herself.
"I lost my card", I tell her.
"You did??! Well I saw it! Let me tell my manager."
And just like that I was checked out and out the door.
"Oldest, You still need to use the bathroom?"
Oldest,"Aaaaa.....no."
Motherhood.
Gotta luv it!
~Julia
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