I decide today that I would get a bit of my shopping out of the way. All goes well in one store. There wasn't a whole lot of people which was good. Then I decide I will venture into the PX. Tristan is being fussy because I forgot to bring him anything to play with. Not even thinking about it, I give him the lid to my water. He starts getting fussy again and some woman stops me adn says that he has the cap stuck in his mouth. I am shocked because I honestly didn't think it would fit in his mouth. So while I was through the store, to my luck I keep seeing this woman and she sends her evil looks to me every time. I did feel bad though because I just thought he dropped it and was being fussy, woops. So I bought him a toy for now. Like he understands I felt bad, he just got to play with something. I also have a big box that is a little trike that grows with Tristan, which I found for $18. (Go me!). I am trying to push a stroller full of bags, Tristan bieng a toot, and I have to walk all the way to the other side of the building to pick up my pictures. Mind you I have to walk past the bus stop in front of the PX which it's lunch time and a ton of single Marine's are standing around. Do they help me? Nnnooooo..... They see me swerving all over the sidewalk trying to push the stroller and keep hold of this big ass box. I get my pictures and go to leave. Then a woman comes running up behind me. In Tristan's protest of stopping, he kicked a brand new Nike tennis shoe off. I say thank you and try to find an open arm to take the damn shoe. I pack everything in the car and get in the front seat, open the envelope of pictures and that changed my whole mood. You have to admit, the boy is adorable even if he's stubborn. Get home and unpack all the stuff and notice once again the damn shoe is gone. So there I go backtracking from my 5th floor down the elevator in to the middle of the street to find where he decided to kick it off to make me crazy. Maybe it's my fault because I dress him like a little man, not a baby. Joe gives me enough crap about spending $30 on a pair of shoes he'll grow out of in a month, and told me to keep the reciept and just keep returning them for bigger sizes. Anyway, I have learned that this seasonal shopping with a kid sucks, and I bet it gets worse as he gets older.

posted by: Michelle  |  date & time: 10:21 PM  |  comments: