It really is.
It’s the Holiday’s - so that means extra shopping trips with my whole crew. And when I say shopping, I mean throwing things in the cart at random while trying to tame my many small children. With small kids, and in our case, 5 under 6, my #1 goal in any store, is to just survive. I've got 1 hanging on the end of the cart, 1 crying, 1 strapped to me in a carrier asleep, and 2 fighting over a Veggie Tales DVD that we already have at home. I can’t make this stuff up. I'm checking my list, and I'm begging them to behave. After all, we are in public.
As I'm scanning down my list, I'm asking myself, "what can we do without?” My shopping partners have had enough, and they are making it known. It’s time to make an exit. I’m asking God for patience, or a magic button to press that will send grandma to the rescue. You've been there right?!
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