a) hold things in her hands - and then throw them
b) reach things that were previously unattainable (like the computer mouse, cups, or food left on the table, etc).
c) toddle after her brothers and sister while giggling maniacally
So, in honour of our little walker, here she is:
I also had to post this video of Shannon pushing Marin in her baby doll stroller. Apparently Marin is just the right size for it!
Now that we've had the 'feel-good' part of the blog, I have to share this story of my latest experience at Loblaws (that store is quickly becoming the bane of my existence). I went this morning with Quinn, Shannon & Marin, because as usual we were out of groceries. Now let me preface all of this by saying that going to the grocery store with the kids is no big deal. I don't even think twice about it. It's just something that's got to be done, and the kids are totally cool with it. All they ask for is a cookie at the bakery counter - and you know what? If for some reason they happen to be out of cookies, they're OK with it. They just shrug and say: "Oh well, no cookies today." Anyhow, I digress...
So we're pulling into the checkout lane and a man comes jogging up to me (seriously, the guy was just strolling along, sees me and breaks into a jog) and says: "boy, your a brave one! Heh, heh, heh! You've certainly got your hands full! Heh, heh, heh!!"
Whatever. I'm too focused on unloading the groceries to acknowledge him, and I don't even make my usual snarky: "oh, the other one's at school" comment. I get everything unloaded and wait patiently for the cashier to very slowly spray down the conveyor belt and clean it, WHILE I HAVE A FULL CART OF GROCERIES WAITING TO BE CHECKED THROUGH!!! Oh yeah - there's also a guy behind me so it's not like we're the only ones in line.
Once she finally starts scanning the groceries I start to bag them (because heaven forbid they actually help you bag groceries any more). The usual drill when bagging groceries is that Quinn helps push the button which moves the groceries down the conveyor belt to me so I can bag them, and Shannon pretends to pay by pushing the buttons on the Interac machine.
Well at least that's how it normally works. Our friendly cashier looks at Shannon and says in as bitchy a voice as one could possibly imagine: "Don't push the buttons honey." She then proceeds to turn the Interac machine around so Shannon can't push the buttons. Shannon was stunned. She kind of sat there for a minute, and then said quite loudly: "Mummy, why she turn the buttons around?!?!"
And then......
The guy behind us said: "Yeah, why'd you turn the buttons around?"
OH..... MY..... Gravy!!!
It was abso-friggin-lutely priceless!
The be-yotch cashier kind of "har-umphed" and grudgingly turned the machine back around. But clearly she needed to have the last word with the 2 1/2 year old, so she snarked: "make sure you push them gently."
So Shannon just looks at her sweetly and says: "OK, thank you!" My gosh that girl is amazing.
1 comment:
Loblaws...sometimes I don't know why I still go there. But I did majorly complain about their lack of helping people (who buy over $250 dollars worth of groceries sometimes!) and fill both sides of the packing area. I must be on their lookout list now because strangely I've been helped with packing ever since.
What great kids! You must be so proud!
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