I've mentioned before that whenever the big dude and I go grocery shopping, I always hand him something to keep him entertained while I push him around and get the groceries.
So I picked up a box of Kraft macaroni and cheese--you know, the kind in the blue and yellow cardboard box? He was loving it. He was shaking it, and it totally did its job of keeping him entertained.
I noticed that a few people were looking at me funny toward the end of our shopping expedition. But I didn't think anything of it. I'm a professional I-could-care-less-how-my-child-is-ticking-you-off-in-some-way mom. I really am. If we're being loud in a restaurant, deal with it people.
When we got to the checkout, I started pulling everything out of the cart. The last thing to be taken out was the box in my son's hands.
Gasp.
I went bug-eyed, turned red, and busted out laughing simultaneously.
My son had chewed a hole in the bottom of the macaroni box! We had been spilling macaroni all over Walmart! And his mouth was full of cardboard!
Ten points for the Mom of the Year! Not.
I could have died. I was so embarrassed--but equally cracked up. So there I was in line, scooping out cardboard from my son's mouth and wiping it on my jeans. Note to self: the next time you're grocery shopping, do not hand the little guy anything that comes in a cardboard box. :)
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