The Drama Of The Domestic Life

     The day began with dropping Baby Duck off at school, then Ladybug and I were off to Target for a few necessities (and Halloween costumes).  As I looked for a parking space, I spied one in the next aisle to the left.  I made the left-hand turn, which became like a U-turn when I turned left in that next aisle, which became like a 270 degree turn as I turned left into the first non-handicapped space.  A perfectly legal, low-speed maneuver.  Ladybug began laughing hysterically from the backseat.  "Mommy!  We're spinning!  Why are we spinning?  It's fun!"
     She behaved very well through the store, offering to be very patient if I would let her look at the Barbies when we got to them.  I found a couple of good deals on the socks and underwear I was there to buy and all was well.  I picked up a few grocery items I needed as well-- ooh, look!  Eggs are on sale.  Great!  I then headed to check out.
     The lady in the "Ten Items or Fewer" lane- well, actually I think it says "10 Items or Less" but the grammatical issue there has even been covered by Weird Al, so I'm going to pretend it reads properly- said she could ring me up over there.  I get very uncomfortable going to that lane when I very clearly have more than ten items.  I don't like to hinder someone's speedy checkout when all they need is toothpaste.  But  I went ahead.  That's where it started to go downhill.
     Ladybug decided to help unload the cart, which both of my girls like to do.  I had my back turned for one second putting something on the conveyor belt.  Ladybug chose her item.  From this point on, things start to happen in slow motion.  Remember those eggs that were on sale?  Every last one of them delicately floated out of the carton in Ladybug's hands and exploded ever so quietly all over everything.  Let me tell you, it is very difficult to explain to a nearly 3-year-old that you are not at all angry with her and that you accept her apology and know that it was an accident when you are completely frozen in shock. 
     I managed to make it home, only to discover that in my state of inattention I was charged twice for Baby Duck's Halloween costume.  So now I get to go right back.  Maybe I'll even be brave enough to try again to purchase those eggs!

CL
 

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