Friday, February 27, 2009

Don't Cry Over Spilled Blueberries

Our week started off on the wrong foot with Clare getting a double ear infection. She never once told me that her ear hurt; she was just in the worst mood ever and asking me to repeat EVERYTHING. Once I finally took her to the doctor, I was actually happy to know that there was something wrong, and she just hadn't propelled herself backwards into the early stages of the terrible twos.


Everything kind of came to head on Wednesday afternoon. It had been a rough couple of days, and nothing was too trivial for Clare to throw a tantrum over. I wanted to be out of the house for a bit. Foolishly, I decided to take everyone to Costco. We only needed a couple of things, and I knew that Costco has double wide carts. Both twins can sit in the front part, and Clare can walk or ride down in the actual basket. I should have left before we even got in the store. Clare threw a fit in the parking lot, Jane's seat didn't have a strap, everyone was nearing meltdown. We finally made it through the store with all of our necessities. The girls did pretty well, all things considered. I unloaded my cart and Clare decided to "help." She tried to put this large container of blueberries on the conveyor belt, and lo and behold, she dropped them. They went EVERYWHERE! I almost started crying.

Thankfully, the people were very helpful, and I made it out of the store without actually losing it. And I am even more thankful that Clare seemed to turn a corner that afternoon, and is back to usual (mostly) pleasant self.

Aside from that little incident, the girls are all doing really well. I am really starting to see them all have fun with each other. There are certain moments when I think to myself, "I don't ever want to forget this."

Sydney

Like yesterday, they were all playing with a deck of cards. Clare placed them all on the trampoline and started jumping, which led to the cards "jumping" as well. Everyone was cracking up. The sound of all three of them laughing so hard is something I hope stays with me forever.

Jane

The sound of a carton of blueberries rolling to the dark recesses of Costco is something I hope I soon forget.


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