Are you a second or third time mom and forgot what it was like to have a two-year-old, too? Holy shenanigans! I don't know why I bought a gym membership when I have my own personal trainer named Wee One.
Yesterday morning we were at the BX shopping for hair do-daddies when all of a sudden I caught a glimpse of a honey brown colored head zipping past me. I looked over and Wee One was gone. Only black marks from his shoes were left on the linoleum floor. I high tailed it out of hair do-daddy aisle and chased after Wee One's squeals of delight only to find him in the toy section. He must have thought he had won a million dollar shopping spree or something…
Once I caught up with him he started throwing every single Lego set and Bob the Builder truck they had into the shopping cart. Of course, I made him put all of the toys back, then I put him back in the cart, and headed straight to the check out. But, boy did he scream like a banshee all the way there. Well, until he saw the bikes right next to the registers that is. Those darn red and black two wheelers turned his inner stoplight to green again. He revved his engine and squealed his heals leaving a trail of smoking rubber behind him…I swear that he did.
I was left trying to pay while needing to run after him once again. Have you ever been caught in that situation? It feels like you are running with a bungee cord attached to your back. You can only get so far before you are pulled back. Thankfully, Sarge was there by that point. So, off I went to try and pry Wee One off of the bike that he was so happily playing on…
Do you know how hard it is to pry a toddler from a bike?!?! As soon as I loosened his hands, he wrapped his legs around the frame. As soon as I unraveled his legs, he jammed his fingers into the brake wires. As I was busy prying the kid off of the thing, I was smiling at passersby who couldn't help but gawk at the scene. "You have your hands full with that one," they said.
"You think?!?!" I wanted to scream, but I was a good mommy and simply smiled and nodded as I put my foot up on the wall and pulled with all of my might (okay, so maybe the foot thing didn't happen, but that's what it would have taken at that point! I swear!)
I finally got the boy off and wrangled him out to the car where he sat with an angelic little smile. I let out a big sigh and shook my head, and that was when he said, "I love you mommy!"
How could I not help but laugh a little and say, "I love you, too."
Next time though, the boy is wearing a harness!!