Today was one of those days, well day two of one of those days. Maggie didn't really nap other than about 45 mins or so and that makes for a long day. She needs her quality 2 hours mid day and so does Mommy. I need my break. Plus started my period, meaning: I have cramps, I'm tired and I'm NOT pregnant. So I was a little bummed.
After Maggie woke up from her 45 min snooze, she was strong crab. Aj , bless his heart, took her with him to Menards to buy a turkey fryer to give me a little time by myself. They were gone about an hour and I paid bills and watched Ellen. Boring, but nice.
I called a couple people to go shopping but no one was able to, so Maggie and I went to Target by ourselves. We ate Pizza Hut dinner and I wanted to look for some Christmas presents. She was fine, just busy looking at everything, holding and folding 75% off Pumpkin stickers...then, she was done. I took her to the toy aisles...OH MY...she was in heaven. I let her down outta the cart and she was a nut case...Elmo, "beebee"(dolls), horseys, dora, little ugly monster looking bouncy balls, oh a fuzzy Elmo, Oh the Elmo hands, oh baby Ariel, oooo baby Cinderella...She was so happy, I hated to have to stop it. But, hello, we can't spend the night at Target, they aren't open 24 hrs. Anywho, surprisingly she was ok getting back in the cart and I made my way for the check out. 3 lanes open and lots of people...took awhile and she was getting pretty ansy...and yes, I said 3 lanes! We paid for out stuff, I put her coat on and let her down out of the cart to leave. I let her walk in and out cuz she oh so enjoys the big red concrete balls outside of Target. Well, apparently she didn't want to go, I'm putting on my sweatshirt (cuz I got really warm in Target with their heat at 95 degrees) and she throws herself down on her chest and starts to yell, half cry, half yell kinda of thing. She starts to push herself backward while still on the ground, kinda at a slide...all this took like 3.2 milliseconds and I pick her up and she is arching her back and starting to really cry...I go to grab my diaper bag and my one bag of Target goods so I can pretty much bolt and carrying her out of there...and then she just stops. She's fine. She realizes we are going out where the big red concrete balls are! She is lucky I was warm, I let her run around outside the front of Target for 25 mins between the balls, by the carts, up on the curb on the side of the building, back down the the balls, over to the tree...Mommy's laughing now, Maggie's running and laughing and looking oh so cute...so that would be our first official tantrum! Dear God, If you know what's good for me, please don't let there be a 2nd. Ha
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