I had really good intentions. I bought the grocery cart cover. I had the disinfectant. I organized the closet by outfit. Matching hats and shoes.
Yesterday in the grocery store I had to ask myself, what happend?!
Cart Cover and disinfectant no where to be seen. We were in the "car cart" (which at first looked cool, now its just a little bit trashy). Jonah was in the car half hanging out with me constantly saying, "Jonah get back in the car!". Of course, he has a runny boogery nose. When he wasn't hanging out of the cart he has his mouth all over the thing, which then prompts me to yell, "Jonah, yucky, don't eat the car!" Daddy looses his patience with Jonah half in and half out of the car so jonah has to come sit in the cart since he can't obey. Which leads us to the deli counter where Jonah freaks for chicken. Commence the shoving of lunch meat in his mouth.
All this time we've passed by the same woman like 4 times. Her little boy is dressed to the 9's with a matching newsboy hat on his head. He is, of course, in the cart with the cute cart cover. He's sitting there perfectly quiet and still. She's all put together and the cart is full of DHA omega 3 organic milk. (poor jonah has to make do with regular organic milk) . What happened? I was supposed to be that mom. Of course we end up in the check out right behind her.
I am madly shoving chicken fingers from the deli hot bar into jonah's mouth. Nathan is trying to field his mad hands as he grabs for candy. In front of us newsboy baby is just staring at us taking in all the chaos.
I just had to laugh. I pictured my future self with an active Jonah and a newborn. I laughed some more. I wouldnt change Jonah into the quiet behaving boy for anything. I love that he has spirit!