I Told Myself So

I should know better by now.

And really, I do know better.

Yet, last night, I decided it was a great idea to take my boys on a second set of errands in one day.

And have them run over into their dinner time. My boys: starving and demanding dinner at 5pm every night. If it gets to 5:15 and they haven't eaten yet, they will try to eat each other's arms off.

They were fine during our morning run-around.

And even made it through 3 stops in the afternoon.

Meltdown occurred at the last stop, which would have been our last stop even if I had more places to go to after that one.

Then, they started to meltdown.

Full whine mode.

Me: desperately trying to find the gigantic sucker-in-er granny panty kind of things that I need for this weekend's big shindig.

Monkey: laughing hysterically as he dances around with the nightgowns

Bear: bra on his head ala Weird Science

Cub: throwing his binky as far as he possibly can, then shrieking for it, until one of his brothers returns it, and then repeating the process

We hustled out of there as quickly as I could run.

Ten minute drive home: all kids are crying, Bear yells that "I crying" since he thinks I must not know this, Monkey yelling that they are hungry, Cub whacking his brothers with his empty sippy cup

And I wonder: where is the button that I can press that will bring up the privacy window. You know, the ones that you see in movies or on tv that separates the driver from the rich clients that he drives around, to give them privacy.

I need one of those.

Hopefully, I won't lose my mind and decide to attempt two sets of errands in one day ever again.

Editing to say that I just found our that our President likes to wear a bra on his head when he watches "Weird Science." So, I guess I could have just said that Bear was trying to be like the president...though, for Hubs, that would be even worse than just wearing one in the first place...