This morning, the boys and I dropped our car off at the Mazda dealer to get an oil change. I had it all planned out. We'd go to Trader Joe's, eat samples and buy fun snacks, in case we get snowed in again in the next week (okay, that's just an excuse). And, that's just what we did. But, what I hadn't planned was how I would get the boys back across the street to the dealership with our bags of loot. It's on a busy street, so I prefer to carry Tyler.
At the checkout, I discussed with the checker what I should do. She said, "Just leave them in the cart and take the whole thing over there. One of our guys will pick it up later." Cool! But, as I was actually wheeling them in the cart, on said busy street and then crossing at the light, it felt like I was doing something very wrong. I wouldn't be surprised if someone posts an "I Saw U" in The Stranger: "I saw you, pushing your two small children in a Trader Joe's shopping cart across the street. Pretending like it's okay. You are the reason they now put those locking systems on the carts at Safeway. For shame."
In my defense, when I got back to the garage, one of the mechanics said, "Yeah, just push that thing right in here while you wait. We find those in our parking lot all the time!"
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