Today Little Man had school, so I only had the two littles at home (Trout has school every day, Little Man only 3 days/week), and since we are out of soap I decided I could handle Target with two, so we went out in the cold wind to get soap.
Believe me, I did rethink the priorities when I was getting Nemo out of the car and the wind went straight through us and made him do the funny "You blew in my face" face. Anyway, since we were going out anyway and Target is near Kohl's and my sister had given Sunny a gift card to Kohl's for her birthday, I decided to be "efficient" and "kill-two-birds-with-one-stone" and stuff so we went to both.
Sunny has been bugging me the past couple of days because she wants a Tasha from Backyardigans. She has a stuffed Uniqua and a singing Pablo with no volume control and a repertoire of only one song whose batteries won't die fast enough (also a gift from my sister - can you tell she has no kids?) but who she loves, but of course her life won't be complete without Tasha, so I told her we could look for a Tasha at Kohl's. We looked. No Tasha. But she had her gift card to use anyway, so she picked something else out.
A gigantic Doodle Bear with a mat that folds into a carrying bag, complete with three markers. And I temporarily lost my mind and Let. Her. Get. It. I blame it on Friday the 13th, because I can come up with no other good reason. I know her track record with these things.
We've had them home and open 2 1/2 hours. She's already colored the bear, the mat, her hands and feet, and the wood frame of the couch (which at least I discovered while it was still wet, so a wipe took care of it). I have confiscated the markers.
I am my own worst enemy, you know. Good thing we also made it to Target and got the soap.
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