So the last time I blogged it was about a shopping disaster. And here I am yet again with the shopping disaster hopefully of my life (but I highly doubt it).
To make it short and sweet I literally just picked Nina Kate off of the Target floor (kicking and screaming and rolling around of course) yielded her with one arm over my shoulder (still kicking and screaming of course) and proceeded to push Nathan and a cart mounded with party supplies and toilet paper out of the store. It was such an epic tantrum that a kind and sympathetic mother sent her 10 year old after me to push my cart while I carried a screaming Nina across the parking lot under the storm filled skies hoping they didn't break until after we all got in the car and my sweet Angel Helper got back into the store.
