Rednecks at Wal-Mart: a self-study

Saturday morning I woke CRB at 9:36. It was an off weekend for our college football team, which meant it was possible to go out and about and get some errands done.

On our way to Wal-Mart, we stopped off at Kerri's. CRB had a great time seeing Kerri, her mom, Brun and all of Kerri's Halloween decorations. Around 10:30 CRB started being grumpy and yawning, but not to be dissuaded from purchasing a gift for an upcoming shower, CRB and I headed out to the store instead of home.

Taking a spot in the back 40 where we always park, I found a cart and put in the floppy seat and all the stuff we needed. Finally ready to head into the store, I discovered my cart did not steer left. Once equipped with the floppy seat and baby I was committed to this cart so I pressed on.

CRB enjoyed our trip for awhile. As always he liked seeing all the people, and as an added bonus he got to see the Christmas trees. After checking out all the trees and the larger than life snowmen we made it to the ride-on toy aisle. We are getting our friends a Step2 car since it has been one of the best things we purchased. The box for the Step2 car is so large that it did not fit either under the cart or in the basket. So after balancing it awkwardly we were off to other Wal-Mart stops.

My placement of the box sideways meant that it was too wide to get through many places, and coupled with the inability to turn left, this was not going well. In order to fit through more places, I tried moving the box long ways front to back. If you ask CRB what happened he'd tell you that this caused an unfair encroachment in his space, and this meant he had to push that box out of the cart. BOX BEGONE!

Shocked that he was so strong, I put the box back up into the cart. CRB did his BOX BEGONE trick again, this time knocking down several items from a display at the end of an aisle. After putting everything back, I put the car box back in the cart wide way sideways. CRB became livid, and knocked the box out again, along with throwing everything else out of the cart that he could reach ... and this is how we traveled to the cash register, over and over.

What CRB learned from this: I am strong and I can move things. Mom won't even yell or speak sharply to me, so I should go for it!

What Mom learned: tired baby + Wal-Mart = really bad idea