My LOVE/HATE relationship with Walmart....

Now, I am not a perfect mother by any means....I will say that I try my best though at least 50% of the time.

BUT.

YOU!

(grouchy lady at Walmart with her husband and no kids with them....with the WAY too big hairdo.....way too tight of pants for her figure, and shirt tucked in WAY too much)...You are what ruins it for me at Walmart....here is why.....

My Walmart trip started out bad from the begining...I had worked the day before, and decided to take the kids to Super Walmart to get some fireworks (yes, it was July 4th).......so I was tired...and already my blood pressure was up just by declaring that I was going to Walmart.

Chloe had been swimming and was over tired....

so, we (me and the 3 kids) get out of the van...and I use the button on my keychain to close the van door where Chloe got out....thinking I would help her out.

O h N o.

She wanted to close it herself....what was I thinking?

So instead of saying "Mother, I was really wishing I could close the van door myself"....she fell to the pavement (yes, the black hot parking lot) and did a little (but not really little) flop to the ground tantrum.

I started to laugh...it was very funny. Well, if you have children, you know that by my laughing, it only made it wore by a gabillion degrees!

I grabbed her, let her shut the door to the van...and on we went into the store.

She was now fine.

for a minute

Until #1 grumpo lady approached me.

here's what happened.

Chloe then (being tired and all) wanted IN the cart.

So, I put her in.

Then, a minute later, wanted OUT of the cart.

So I got her out.

Then wanted back IN...

So I let her back in....but I was getting mad (but didn't want the drama, so I let it go)

again as we passed the toy isle...she wanted OUT.....

I said, "THIS IS IT!!!! You are out for GOOD now!"

well, first grumpo lady walked past and looked at Chloe's knee....and said to me "did you know her knee was bleeding ALL over?"

uh no...I didn't...but thanks..and uh, it's not bleeding ALL over....barely at all...but I guess this was a result of the parking lot tantrum.

However, if you have a kid, you know that once they see that there is blood...it alllllllllllll of a sudden hurts a gabillion times more!

So, I get a bandaid out of my purse, put it on her leg......then the next drama occurs.....

She says "my leg hurts and is bleeding SO bad! I need to get back into the cart!!"

I said "nope. you had your chance to be in the cart. if you want to get in the cart, you climb in by yourself."

so she says "ok"

(I was not worried..she has done it before, she is tall, and I was holding onto the basket)

so she is trying to climb into the cart...and is alllllmost in......

until Grumpo lady #2 comes by and rushes over to Chloe climbing into the cart and says

"Oh my goodness!! Can you not see that your daughter is trying to climb into the cart?? Are you going to help her or just stand there and watch her??"

I want to say "you better step back or I will sock you one....I am DONE!"

so she picks Chloe up (however she was almost in the cart) and says
"oh my dear....I will help you since your mother won't! And you have a sore knee!"

Chloe smiles.

The lady walks away, thinking she just did a good deed.

And I almost kill her...

but don't.

And I think to myself....here I am trying to teach my daughter a lesson until nosey Walmart customer interferes.

And this is why I hate Walmart.

It really has nothing to do with Walmart...but for some reason, that place attracts some strange people...including myself that was there that day.....and it makes my blood pressure rise just walking in there......

I do like their prices...I wish someone would create a Walmart that was minus the typical Walmart atmosphere!

So I want to say, unless someone is doing something hurtful to their child...do not interfere! OR give dirty looks to the mother because

that mother is probably doing the best she can....and beware because that mother may be on her last straw, and may pick you up with her super mom powers and shove you inside a Red Box machine....

really...

that was my plan.

i guess I should say that my day actually ended up fantastic. bbq for the 4th of July and good ol'fashioned fireworks on the driveway with the family....but then, that wouldn't have made as an exciting of a post now would it?