Mama Vs. A Toddler & A Plum
When I first has Baby Bear I was petrified to grocery shop. What is she cried? GASP! I would clearly have to abandon the cart and run away.Once she grew up a bit I was even more scared. She wanted to grab everything. Didn’t want to be confined. Wanted to screech noises. What the heck was I going to do? It was a #mommyfail waiting to happen.
So once she was seven months old, the routine began that every time we went to the grocery store, Baby Bear would get a piece of fruit to munch on in the cart. This kept her content, distracted and quiet.
It became pretty funny and cute to all the checkout ladies also (since I shop at the exact same time every week). They knew to ring up two of something and everyone thought it was uber cute to watch her munch away on a peach or plum.
It worked perfectly. Until now.
When baby bear was just learning how her teeth worked I could easily get through my entire trip and she’d still be eating her fruit in the car. Nice and sticky.
It was great.
However, now at fifteen months, Baby Bear eats a piece of fruit in what seems like a matter of minutes.
Since she knows she gets fruit, the second we get into the store she starts reaching. Wondering what she is going to get. Since it’s winter, the softest thing as of late has been plums.
Have you seen how small the freaking plums are right now?! The second I put it in her hands it’s like a goddamn race through the store to try and time it so she is finishing her plum by the checkout. Otherwise she wants to touch everything, take things out of the cart and is generally a menace.One mama versus A Babe & Her Plum in Grocery Store Battles. Can the shopping be done before the plum is finished? GOClick To Tweet
This trick has worked wonders for me for almost a year. And yet now here I am racing against a toddler and a plum. Thankfully I shop early in the morning when no one is around, otherwise I think slow pokes would be run over I move so fast.
Each week I push just a little bit more, soon this will be a full on sled pushing workout all in the name of “keep the baby occupied”.
Sigh. Mom life at its finest 😉