Nice right? Perfectly house broken. I do not know what I would do if I lived in town? I may not be able to potty train my boys. Well, anyway onto a day with out Mr. Cowboy. We were invited to a birthday party/play group. I was so excited. But I needed to be able to control the whole using the lawn for a bathroom issue. So, Little Cowpoke put on a pull up. Off we went. I love going to birthday parties. I love seeing and talking to other adults. I was, like always, the last one to leave. After we left I needed to go to the grocery store. So, I picked up Big Cowpoke and off we went.
We went to a small town grocery store that has funny looking shopping carts, which are called buggies, and I now call them buggies. The south is changing my vocabulary. The cart is tall with a shallow basket. They have it this way so the cashier can pull the basket through the check out lane by her. Anyway, those baskets are not kid friendly. So, Cowpokette went in the front area, Little Cowpoke went in the basket, and Big Cowpoke who forgot his shoes sat underneath the basket. We were doing well. I actually had about three frozen things in the basket and I was containing three kids really well. Until Big Cowpoke started yelling, "It's leaking mom!! The stuff in the basket is leaking on me!! I am getting wet!!"
That is when I looked down just when Big Cowpoke jumped up and screamed for all to hear, "He peed on me!! MOM!!" Now, I grabbed Little Cowpoke and took him to the bathroom. Little Cowpoke had taken the liberty of removing his diaper at the birthday party and then decided that he did not need to tell a single person. Luckily I had a diaper in the diaper bag and we contained the situation. I can not say so much for Big Cowpoke's hair. He was wet. We headed for the check out.
I want to know what brilliant business candy selling jerk put the candy by the check out. Every time I get to the check out halos appear above my children's heads. They wanted candy. Big Cowpoke could not have any because he refused to put his shoes on before we left and Little Cowpoke could not have any because he peed everywhere. Now both boys were screaming with huge tears falling down their faces. The lady in line behind us just looked at us. Then I made it worse, I disciplined them for screaming. That made it get even louder. The teenager behind the register said, "Wow, you are going to have a fun night!"
I kindly replied, "This is every night. Would you like to have one until your shift is over. I will come back and pick him up? I will even leave the one that is potty trained!" He would not take my offer. I do not know why? I was being totally serious. But we made it out of the store. Thank goodness. I was grateful that Cowpokette was being so good. But I know she has her wheels in her head turning. I can see it on her sweet face. She is taking everything in, letting is soak, and then I am going to be in trouble. You tell me what you think about her?
Hmmmmmm..........I think I am going to be in trouble.
"What me? I did nothing, it was all my brother's fault. He is always getting into trouble! I am innocent." But just to let you all know, I was not safe from mishaps, because I left town and came home. It didn't take 5 minutes for Little Cowpoke to do this.
Yes, that is corn flakes. The entire bag. He grabbed them out of the pantry when I was cooking dinner and doing homework with Big Cowpoke. I think my eyes in the back of my head may need glasses.