Summer’s halfway over. Does anyone else out there feel like they’re getting a whole lot of their kids? Like maybe a teesy weensy break is due – not a major August-back-to-school break, but I don’t know, maybe a weekend break? Or maybe just a break to…hmmmm, let’s see…the grocery store alone?? Can you even imagine that? The freedom??
Over the weekend, I made sure my husband knew I had a 4:00 eyebrow waxing appointment at Ulta – I wanted NO CHANCE of taking a kid with me. I was so excited about that appointment – just the fact that I wouldn’t be watching over, keeping up with, or nagging any children for 20 minutes seemed like complete bliss. I actually enjoyed getting waxed and plucked over sunscreening my kids for the 400th time this month.
So sad. But that’s the reality of summer, folks. All the time in the world, but it’s all with the kids. Don’t get me wrong – love my kids – just don’t love running errands with them. And there are certain places that I literally LOATHE going to with my kids. Here are my Top 5 – are any of these on your list?? (Side note: it has nothing to do with the store itself – it’s actually because the stores are pretty fabulous. So fabulous that my kids go CRAZY in them!!!) Big shout-out to my stay-at-home-dad-of-four friend, Zack, who helped me come up with some of these. We often lament about the joys of errand running with lots ‘o kids in tow!
Top 5 Worst Errands to Run with Kids
1. Hallmark. Lots of little cards and doo-dads that make noises. And should be arranged neatly. And I’m one of those that loves the perfect card, so I need to read a bunch. The Perfect Storm for a toddler. I’d rather just make my own card and call it a day.
2. Book stores. OK, I know I shouldn’t hate this one. I actually LOVED to hit the Barnes and Noble when my two oldest were babies. The story times, the train table – those were my saving graces on rainy days. But now that the kids are bigger the book store is a palace of the gimmies. I literally can’t walk out of there under $50 full of junk – they rarely want the books, you see. It’s the toys, stuffed animals, doodle books, whatever is NOT educational they want. I have dreams of going to B&N alone one day and just perusing like I did when I wasn’t a mother.
3. Any big box warehouse store OR grocery store. The cart is half full by the time you get the kids in the cart. Add a week’s worth of dinner ingredients, some junk the kids beg for, two gallons of milk and some Diet Coke when it’s on special, and it’s a recipe for disaster. Don’t even get me started on the Cadillac carts that you can’t even steer through the narrow aisles. And the warehouse stores – love the deals, hate the bagging (or lack there of). Not so fun to be lugging unbagged items from the cart to the car in sweltering July heat with kids running around. After a trip to the grocery store or warehouse store with the kids, my workout is officially complete. I’m sweating just thinking about it.
4. The mall’s department stores. OK really anywhere in the mall that isn’t Chick fil A is a huge no-no for me. But department stores are the WORST. Too many nooks and crannies. Too much STUFF. And really all I want to do is look at the shoes and make up, and I haven’t met one (coherent – not sleeping) kid who wants to shop either of those for long. And forget trying on kids’ clothes. My word of advice is go alone and keep the receipt.
5. Rack Room Shoes. Or any other shoe place with millions of Nikes and Adidas in the wide open for the kids to pull out and try on. I mean, I know you really need the kids there for this one, but let me tell you from experience: it’s painful. We were just there yesterday, and I’m pretty sure Rack Room at the Arboretum still hasn’t been able to clean up the Nike kids aisle from my boys. It’s not that my kids are so out of control, but obviously attention is diverted to the child who needs the shoes, allowing the others to “get away” and “shop.” Eeeek. Sorry guys! LOVE your store and prices (especially the BOGO 1/2 off right now!). Just don’t love my kids when they’re there.
What have I missed?? Let’s hear it, Smarties!