Mom vs. 3 kids and the grocery store

Last night I had to run into the grocery store for a few things.

Sounds simple enough, right?

Not with 3 kids in tow. Usually my kids are good in stores but apparently last night that wasn't the case.

Somewhere between the parking lot and the doors into the store Hailey decided to throw a fit. Why? I have no idea - maybe because she's 7? Maybe because she's a girl? Maybe because, despite the fact that she is 99.9 percent of the time an easy going kid, she does have her moments and she picked that time to share it? I don't know but for whatever reason she was stomping and pouting and just being difficult through the store.

Kayla and Evan, on the other hand, were acting like circus clowns. Running, laughing, jumping, leaping, being plain crazy. I asked them several times to calm down and walk nicely with me. Apparently, they forgot to turn their ears on or something because they weren't obeying.

About 3/4ths of the way through the store I looked up and saw that Kayla was holding Evans hands behind his back as they were laughing and playing in the aisle. The split second before I could tell her to let go, Evan tripped.

You can guess what happened. Unable to put his hands out to stop himself, he face plants onto the hard, dirty grocery store floor.

THUD!

My heart stopped.

Evan screamed.

I scooped him up and thankfully there was no blood. I thought for sure his nose or teeth would have been hit but it was a miracle that his forehead took the brunt of the blow and, even then, he hardly has a mark today. Scared the hibby-gibbies out of me though.

Even after "the incident" Kayla and Evan continued to do their circus performance through the produce department. By the time I got home I was fried. After the kids had to explain to dad why mom was "done" and sent all the kids out of the kitchen, Dad talked to them and I don't think they will do that again.

Or at least I can hope they won't.