What in the hell was I thinking????
I just got back from a trip to Ikea.. with all three boys.
Man am I a gluten for punishment or what!?! We had lunch, everyone did good. I dropped Johnpaul off at the play center he was a happy camper! Then it began, I decided to "try" and walk around and look. WRONG. Big gigantic mistake! Just about as soon as we pulled away from Johnpaul it began. Nathaniel my almost 2 year old darts away. Now knowing this is not unusual for a 2 year old it was then that the baby started crying and so ensued the crazy. My poor friend how now I'm certain regretful had accompanied me along with her crazy 3 year old. We scurried after them calling their names just attempting to get these few idem we felt important enough to go through this for. Seriously, was it that important to go through this? In hind sight.... no.
It really got interesting after picking up Johnpaul and making our way to the painfully long journey to the check out. those of you who have been through Ikea know what I am talking about. There are a few short cuts but this along side of the hordes of people that came to catch the great deal of $1 meatball day.
We made it. We are at the checkout and this is when the wheels come off.
All four kids are now freaking out. The baby is screaming and the other three guys are now running in all opposite directions. Gooooood stuff.
Needless to say this will be the final time I go to Ikea or any like place with all three kids or without my Husband. No way, that sucked. Do ya ever wonder why we do this to ourselves?