Ergh.
Dear Fellow Customer at Marshalls, Who Joined the Line From the Front, Asked Me If I was First, Confirmed that I Was First while getting in line behind me, commented on how cute Andrew was, and then once a register opened up tried to tell me that they were in fact first and that I was behind them,
No, no, please. Go ahead. Ignore the now-screaming toddler who's defeated the safety strap on the cart and is trying to do a header onto the concrete floor while I attempt to dislodge the twenty items he's grabbed from the last-minute-won't-you-buy-me shelves and keep him from bashing his brains out. Totally okay if you skip ahead of me in line and go first. Don't mind me at all.
Jackasses.
No love,
Me
On the bright side, Andrew napped for 3 hours today. AND in an effort to wean him from the pacifier, I clipped the end of it off, and he STILL went down to sleep without protest.
Dear Sleep Gods,
That was not a taunt. I fully expect him to
Never mind. The phone rang, and he's been crying ever since. *sigh*
No, no, please. Go ahead. Ignore the now-screaming toddler who's defeated the safety strap on the cart and is trying to do a header onto the concrete floor while I attempt to dislodge the twenty items he's grabbed from the last-minute-won't-you-buy-me shelves and keep him from bashing his brains out. Totally okay if you skip ahead of me in line and go first. Don't mind me at all.
Jackasses.
No love,
Me
On the bright side, Andrew napped for 3 hours today. AND in an effort to wean him from the pacifier, I clipped the end of it off, and he STILL went down to sleep without protest.
Dear Sleep Gods,
That was not a taunt. I fully expect him to
Never mind. The phone rang, and he's been crying ever since. *sigh*