We went to the grocery store today and I’ve again recommitted to not bring Isaak. He wanted to push his own cart and would barely let me touch it UNTIL he spotted gumdrops. Gumdrops. He ran down to the end of the aisle and tried to figure how to get them off the hook. I was relieved when I figured he couldn’t get them off. I told him he couldn’t have any, but that didn’t deter him-he kept tugging, so I in turn tugged him away. I was proud of myself and I thought I had a handle on the situation, then he looked up at me and said Please Mommy. I still said no. I’m made of steel right? We got about two aisles away and I set him back down so he could push his cart. He seemed resigned on the gumdrop idea, but I was WRONG! He darted back between my legs and grabbed unto those gumdrops and pulled with all his little boy might and the plastic broke! Down came the bag of gumdrops. Isaak was elated. He looked at me with the biggest smile on his face and placed them in the cart. I resigned. We broke the bag-we had to buy them…..at least he said please right? We did make him wait until we got to the car to eat them though--even though we had a full blown temper tantrum in the check out line when he saw me put them into the shopping bag. Cory had to pull him away. During this turmoil-Isaak apparently knocked the keys out of Cory’s hand and I didn’t notice, so when we got to the car we realized that we didn’t have any keys. I refused to take Isaak back inside. Cory luckily found the keys in about five minutes. Phew. But I’m sticking to my guns after this-No Isaak in the grocery store!!!!
What a day we had. What a day we had. I get tired again just thinking about it. Cory's car is getting the muffler put back on. I'm a little sad about it because Isaak and I could hear his car coming from over a block away when he was on his way home, but it's also a little embarrassing how loud it is. I'm sure it defied all noise ordinances. In any case, Isaak and I have been getting up a little early to take Cory to work, which is kind of fun because we get to see him more, but before dinner it's not kind of fun. It's kind of stinky because it's a hustle to get everything all put together. Yesterday I had to make dinner at about 3pm so I could get everything in. So back to yesterday. Isaak and I had just rolled our bushy little tails out of bed and both of us were still in pajamas. I was wearing my chacos and one of Cory's jackets and Isaak wanted to bring all of his blankets. Thankfully for some weird reason I threw his tennis shoes into the diaper bag...
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That little Isaak of yours can be quite the handful. I am willing to bet going to the store with him is similar to going to the store with a dozen kids! I don't know if I am allowed to tell you this BUT my parents had 8 kids and ever since they met Isaak they will ask me how he is doing followed up with a comment about how much energy he has. My dad is convinced that Isaak has more energy than any child he has ever met.
Good news is, Isaak is pretty much the cutest kid ever.... seriously! If I were there, I would watch him and then you could go do the grocery shopping for the both of us! Ha ha ha ha :)