Bags of ice cream (yes, the slow churned yogurt commercials and ads finally got the better of me) and hamburger meat safely ensconced in the trunk and all of a sudden Sean realizes that he dropped his “magic wand” (cheap 5 cent prize from Chuck e Cheese about a year ago) …

all

hell

breaks

loose

“OH NO I DROPPED MY WAND. Mommy we HAVE to go back in and get it!!!”

“Um Sean there’s ice cream melting and I think we’re going to have to get a new one”

“I-I-I-d-d-d-o-o-n’-t.. *gasp gasp* w-w-a-a-a-n-n-t  a *gasp…lungs may fall out* n-n-n-e-wwwwwww ONEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. PUHLEASE we-we-we- have to g-g-g-o  buh-*gasp*-ah- *gasp*-ck *gasp sniffle and out falls one lung* and g-g-g-e-t my Soo-oop-ooper W-w-w-h-y wand. I-i-i            m-i-s-sss my w-a-n-dd, i-i-zzzz  mine FAVORITE TOY!” (uh not what you said this morning when you chose to take squirrel to the gym as your favorite toy)

“Ok, Sean you know what I see a parking space up front, we have to run in but it might not be there still”

“yayyyyy *SNIIIIIIIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFFFFF*”

park

run

run

run

spot wand on desk of person in the self check out line

“excuse me, that’s our wand, thanks so much”

“MY WAND ! It’s OK! Thank you Mommy, you’re my favorite. I’m so happy now. I love you wand. I love you Mommy.”

Ok kid, you’re my favorite (youngest son) too and I would only do this for you (and that other kid that I gave birth to).

and then after all that I got to deal with parking lot asshole – see next post.

and the worst thing is…this WAS in the job description, so it’s not like I wasn’t forewarned.