Beware of the Mall Walkers

I got into the mall just as the security guard came to unlock the doors.  Little did I know a sub-society of mall walkers beat me to it.  I am the novice mall walker, not knowing where to yield.  Typically its to a 74 year older.  They know where and how to dodge.  I kept running over the store signs with the stroller.  I think I need to take a class on Mall Walking 101.  They go their own pace.  Some time themselves in a rush, others stroll with a coffee in hand.  The latter is me.

I think the more I mall walk, the safer I can be.  And maybe even lose a pound or two.

So Hard to Please

Just when you have it figured out, it turns out to be complete opposite.  A child's happiness is alot to fill.  Weekends may be a time to relax, but when you have kids you can throw that notion out the door.  We went to the ballet with the kids for the first time.  Of course ants in the pants is commonplace.  Finding our seats was the most excitement for them.  Going to the concession stand for cinnamon almond peanuts tied for second.  At least they weren't kicking and screaming to leave after intermission.  We finished the play with a little bit of reprieve.  They came away from the experience feeling like its just another person's hobby they worked hard at.  Lesson learned, read the book before you see the play!  Time to go to the Brauthaus to celebrate with the Pagans.

Kid Accountability

There is never a dull moment with kids and trail mix.  Trail mix is so innocent.  That is the difference.  Kids will find out you, the parent, ate and picked out the last M & M of the mix.  Call me color blind, but I cant even find that stuff out until last minute...when its gone!  I was going to plant more M & Ms in the trail mix, but I would be called out for refurnishing. 

If they are so good at sniffing out the missing, why can't they help me find that other sock.