Today I attempted to do some errands while Jack was in preschool. Just me and my littlest man going to stop by a couple of stores before picking Jack up; seems easy enough. I ran into one store to pick up a couple of things and in no time Welles knocked over a display of nail polishes that rolled all over the store. The nice lady gave me a dirty look and I decided that maybe picking out nail polish should be something I do alone. However, my sweet toddler was not ready to leave so he proceeds to pitch a fit in the store. I grab him (kicking and screaming) and take him to the car empty handed.
He cries all the way to Preschool but we finally make it and I get in the carpool line (which is very long). I think to myself (as he is still screaming), I will get him out of his seat and put him in the front passengers seat so I can feed him some applesauce and he will be happy. I put him in the front and shut the door and begin walking around to my door when it happens…I hear “click, click”. Oh no he didn’t just lock the door. Oh yes he did. I quickly go back around to his side of the car, panicking. I have no keys, no cell phone and my 20 month old son in my car with the doors locked. I tap on the window begging him to “hit the button”. He continues to hit the lock button. What am I going to do? I looked behind me to see another mom in her minivan who just witnessed what happened. She is literally staring at me with her mouth open. Then she proceeds to shake her head and drive around me so as to not be late picking up her young lad! All the cars start going around me. I am on my own. After some time, I get him to press the right button and he unlocks the car for me.
At this point I put him back in his seat and buckle him up, never take him out again I think to myself. He begins to scream again b/c he wanted his applesauce. I finally pick up Jack and he says mom “give him your Coke so he will stop crying”. I am at my wits end with the crying so I hand him my fountain Coke from Target to which he pulls out of my hands and dumps all the ice and drink all over himself and his car seat. At that point I just get home as quick as I can and put him down for a nap. Right now I am having Hershey bar cake with extra hot fudge.

Hot fudge cake makes everything better.
Just keep repeating these days will pass, these days will pass. I’m glad you’re writing it down so you will not forget and can laugh about it in years to come.
By: nanny on September 15, 2010
at 11:33 pm
oh friend. why does it seem like my days are so similar to yours sometimes?! wow, that is a tough one to beat though!! definitely enjoy that cake…emotional eating, I’m RIGHT there with ya!
By: Lindsey on September 16, 2010
at 3:19 pm
Wow! All I have to say is “oh.my.goodness.”
I’m glad you had cake in the house!
By: laurenhorton on September 16, 2010
at 7:37 pm
I am still laughing out loud over this!!!!
By: Janice on September 23, 2010
at 9:13 pm
So this is what I have to look forward to??? YIKES!!
By: abby on September 25, 2010
at 10:20 am
smiling, giggling and then laughing-Oh, Holly these memories will be treasures and I am so glad you had cake!
By: Mona Dooley on October 1, 2010
at 7:57 pm
“The nice lady gave me a dirty look”- cracking up! You poor thing.
By: Shannon Dooley on October 8, 2010
at 2:33 am