Holla Hump Day

This week's ONE shout out goes to…

…the woman with the very small baby at Target today who unknowingly saved me from a lengthy attempt at getting my two year old to stop screaming. I swear, we walk into Target or Kroger and Evie begins plotting how to completely stress me out. I keep going to these places thinking that MAYBE as we discuss proper shopping etiquette some of it will stick. She's not a shopper, that one. It's okay. But I have to go places. This has to be worked on. I didn't grab a cart because I truly wanted to buy one thing at Target, and this time this is no joke. I wanted to go in and out with the quickness. Our little chickies are not handling the time change CRAP very well. For instance, Evie tried to take a nap at 10:30am in the car on the way to Target when she typically naps between 1pm and 2pm. This should have been my clue to just not even go in, but I only needed one thing!

I digress.

As Evie spilled onto the floor because I told her we couldn't buy a new dress I began to feel my ears burn. This is what happens to me when I get nervous, stressed out, or embarrassed. My ears burn. Plus they are ringing because Evie is screaming like someone is chasing her. I look around and don't see that many people, but things are escalating so quickly. I start to hear the faint sound of a baby. Is it crying or just being chatty? I can't tell. I scoop Evie up and almost drop her as she fights me. I hold her close and intensely whisper, "Evie do you hear the baby?".

My sweet girl is immediately silent. This is what babies do to her. She is overcome with excitement and expectation at the simple possibility of a baby being near her.

I begin whispering at a rapid and consistent pace about how if she keeps screaming the baby will get very scared and start crying. I tell her that very loud noises hurt babies ears and make them sad. I see the horrific side of this tactic…but, I wasn't lying right? I ask her if she wants to go see the baby and make sure she hasn't scared it. We walk over and the mom is clearly mesmerized by the Target merchandise. It seems she didn't even realize we are standing there talking to and about her cooing child that is smiling at us over her shoulder.

Evie perks up and says, "mommy, he's not scared!". I feel a twinge of guilt as I gather my stuff and run for the checkout.

I'm still not sure if the other mom heard me or saw us or knew that any of this was going on. It doesn't matter. I appreciate her for bringing her baby to Target at that very moment.

SIDE NOTE
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