One Sixteenth

Grumble.

My wonderful husband came home from work early today. Yippee! I was excited. I really needed to get out of the apartment, and I wasn't able to tackle that by myself today (some days are just like that). We decided to go to a mall, and I got ready to run out and get myself a latte before we got into the car.

Work called. Work could not be satisfied by chanting and evil curses from afar. Wonderful husband had to go back to work.

Argh. We bundled kids up so that I could at least trek around the block and feel like I'd been outside. It's not too cold today, though of course the wind is nippy. We headed off in a direction we'd not been before. Soon we came across a Coconuts, and I headed in, hoping to find a copy of the Disney animated Robin Hood for "history."

It was crowded. The aisles were small. The kids were terribly interested in picking everything up. We spent 10 minutes standing in an aisle because we couldn't get the people standing at the end of said aisle to figure out that we were trying to get past them. After getting past them, I looked for the movie while Lachlan got fussy, and then worked himself into a full-blown fit. Most of y'all have never seen Lachlan in a full-blown fit. It's not that he's loud. It's that he's very physical; he throws his little body around with tremendous force, in all sorts of ways that are guaranteed to cause a great deal of injury to himself and those around him. So you hang on for dear life and endure. Did not find movie. Older boys found terribly expensive Pokemon movie. In a fit of desperation and, I think, panic, I agreed to buy the move.

At least the screens there were showing the Two Towers EE. I was able to shut out at least part of the screams by focusing on Aragorn.

I didn't bring any ID with me, but I think the checkout guy felt really sorry for me.

By the way, Disney's Robin Hood is currently out of print.

That done, we headed back outside. I checked to make sure we didn't have any items we were not supposed to have. I reapplied hats, gloves, shoes. Yes, shoes. We walked.

We walked to Starbucks, where I figured I deserved a latte. I figured I'd buy two cookies and let the four boys split them. We also picked out Valentine's cookies for Daddy. Griffin wanted the Valentine's cookie. Griffin did not want his cookie, which was broken in half and was therefore not whole. Not whole is bad. Very bad. Griffin is loud. Very loud. You know, I have a real gift in that I can stay outwardly perfectly calm and cheerful in those situations. Good thing.

Got coffee. Went outside and did not kill Griffin, who then decided he wanted his half cookie.

Coffee good. Kids happy. Walk nice.

Connor held my coffee as I maneuvered the stroller through the door to the elevator. He told me that a drop had splashed on his hand and he had tasted it, and it was good. I offered him a sip.

Coffee on floor. All coffee. Coffee gone.

Good thing I have Pokemon to look forward to.

Update: Wonderful husband pulled a big box of Godiva assorted chocolates out of the closet. Much, much better. And he's making dinner. I like him.

Posted by Steph at February 13, 2004 06:07 PM