costco.

today i took the kids to costco. really one of the select few places that isn't too hard to take all four kids(and let's be honest i only have four, that's half of some of the families i know). there are two spots to restrain kids in the front of the cart, samples to make them happy, and it's big enough to get around easily and noisy enough to muffle their cries. unless it is friday afternoon in the summer...just stay home.

julia is always counting how many people say, 'wow, you have your hands full'(and my four are a cake walk compared to some). as we stopped at the end of an aisle to try and merge to make our trek up to the front of the store. some lady stopped her cart and just stared at me like she had just been spotlighted. i looked to make sure my kids were accounted for(i did have an overly stuffed cart) but as she walked by she said in the nastiest tone, 'why did you think it was a good idea to come here without another adult?' then she rolled her eyes in disgust with me and walked away. my kids were speechless and just stared at me. i just said, 'that poor lady must be having a bad day' and then i forgot about it.

the food court was way too full for us to find a spot so i wheeled the kids outside and we sat on the concrete ledge next to the tire center and ate our food. out of nowhere rockwell says in his slow and steady, non-chalant, scruffy voice, "mom, if that nasty lady comes out of the store i am going to tell her, 'i'm not very impressed!'." i laughed so hard my lemonade flew out of my nostrils.

it was awesome.