today

So, this morning I decided I would venture to the store to do some shopping. What was I thinking? I think I was a little too over confident in handling 4 kids in public and on my own after only three weeks. Actually, to be fair to myself, I wouldn't have gone if it wasn't for the fact that we didn't have anymore diapers for the older bums (we won't go there right now). So, I loaded up the kids and headed out. I should have turned back the moment parked and said out loud to myself, "What am I doing?" But, bums have to be clean, so I continued on. We didn't even make it into the store without a moment of craziness. If you were a passer-by, you would have heard me say to Kekoa, "Do you want all these people to think mommy is a crazy woman for having all these kids?" It really is impossible when Kekoa decides to be crazy because the other boys just do what he does and then some. We also had a scene in the middle of the road as Sepa refused to get in the cart. Fun.
We made it through the store, but I felt all the stares as people turned their heads to probably guess the ages of my children (I should just have a sign that says, "Five and under"). But we made it through.
The worst part was when we were almost to the van. The boys were finally behaving and holding hands to be safe. I should have had them walk on the inside of the lane, but we were just a few cars down. Then, I saw a fancy new car coming toward us at an uncomfortable speed. So, I had Kekoa squeeze in toward the cart. The bad thing was it upset Sepa and he broke free from their hands. He didn't really almost get hit, but it scared me enough to yell at the boys. And it only added to my long-lived prejudice against idiotic drivers who don't have the common sense to slow down when they see children near. Well . . . now you know why I will not be leaving my house for the next 6 months . . . Not really, it was just a really bad experience . . . and I am going to go eat some icecream . . .