How do you spell disaster?

Dumb Decisions
In a moment done
Sporadically
As in, At the lAst minute
Shopping Slowly
Two Toddlers plus baby
Extra sugar in kids diet
Running aRound busy motheR who is paying no attention

I can't even count how many times I have been given the fateful observation:
"My, you have your hands full."

Generally I write those people off as either being wusses (who are scared of children) or as clueless individuals.
But there ARE occasions when I think maybe they do know what they are talking about.

This morning would be one of those times.

Let me describe the disaster for you. I did not take along my camera, (and would prefer not to have any visual reminders of such a negative experience) so words must suffice. This morning I was all mentally prepped to go shopping (a rare occurrence unless it is the mandatory weekly groceries involved) when the phone rang. Uhoh. Babysitter has the flu in her house. I don't want to deal with the flu all next week, so I cancelled. Bad move. We all go together. My lovely self, Nathan, Melanie and Matthew hop into the van. Then we stop by Timmies for snack and sugar ourselves up (the positive side of this is that I too, have energy). We spend too much time in the stores browsing. The result: Nathan and Melanie running around mannequin window displays when my back is turned, Matthew (tied down tightly) kicking and squawking when the action from his entertaining siblings is not intense enough--then fighting with Melanie when she is tied down tightly beside him. Melanie screeching for hours (feels like) because she is tied down tightly (a result of aquainting herself with the aforesaid mannequins). Nathan bored and touching clean stuff with dirty fingers and blowing at them with a (thankfully) empty straw... It goes on...but I shall quit there. ;) We also probably got coughed on by numerous flu ridden persons while passing masses of bodies in tight places. So now we will have had the flu AND the disastrous shopping experience. But we built some character. And that is worth it all, right Dad?

I shall go have some more food. There is nothing like food for chilling the nerves, except alcohol. But I'm forbidden from taking THAT for my nerves, and must only take an allotted portion as social occasions require.

Mmm...food smells good! I almost feel better already. :)