Normally, taking three kids to the grocery store is not something I do. One of the main perks of being a SAHM with no actual kids home during the day is being able to breeze in and out of Whole Foods on a Monday morning with spring in my step and no one banging a cart into the back of my Achilles.
But, alas, the children didn’t have school yesterday because of parent-teacher conferences and there was no way I was missing the Monday sale on house-roasted turkey breast ($10.99 a pound, yo — normally $12.99) so off we went.
Jack asked if he could push the cart and I actually said yes, which is kind of shocking but meant that was one less battle to fight, and Emmie and Maeve got to put the items in the cart. We made it all the way around the perimeter of the store and finally reached the last stop at the deli counter with everyone’s ankles intact.
I ordered the turkey and asked the kids to wait over near the chair-massage area (so relaxing for those lucky people grabbing a quick rub-down on their lunch hours), which they actually did without needing to be told twice. A grandmotherly type stopped to smile at the kids and then looked at me.
“Are they ALL yours?” she asked, chuckling.
“I think so,” I said with a smile.
“Well you’re doing a great job,” she said, patting me on the arm.
I thanked her and blushed, honestly taken aback. When they were tiny, I couldn’t have imagined a day where someone would actually compliment me on the behavior of my three children. So to all the moms with teeny-tiny babies strapped to their chests and wandering toddlers and crazy older kids in tow who can’t see the light at the end of the nonsense behavior: it gets better. At least for two minutes in the Whole Foods deli section on a day off of school.