Thursday, January 27, 2011

And They Say CHIVALRY is Dead... :)

Today my eccentric son & I decided we would go shopping at Target. We needed a few typical items. Well this journey was just the same as any other day. My son Teague dressed in his red satin cape (yes this is typical in MY every day). With Superman by my side we set out in search of some cat food and as always .. way more than we planned to find. Now Clark Kent was equipped with a $5 Batman movie featuring Scooby Doo. :) Like all moms of mini super heroes, I made a deal: if he was well behaved on the store he could get the movie. Even super heroes need motivation, right?
Teague did a remarkable job througout the entire store, in fact an older lady commented on just how "well behaved" my son was and that it looked like I knew what I was doing. (Of course I do; I am a mom of a super hero and a princess) When those last few syllables came out of her mouth, my inner mommy cried "Oh No!". Like clock work my hero suddenly became my arch enemy. Now for some reason he thought it was cute to sit in the middle of uthe clothing racks with his monkey rain boots hanging out.(Yes I did say rain boot and a red satin cape... but in my defense he was fully dressed!)
We are now running saying "can't catch me". Finally I caught that little joker and explained that we cannot do that in the store and he willingly abided by this. We are now looking for a shirt for his sister because everyone knows it has to be fair, when all of a sudden Teague takes off. Now this wasn't your ordinary run off, this was more like the invisible man type thing! One minute he was there and the next he was gone. I chased after him leaving my cart, purse and the cat food behind. I went in the exact direction he went one second before. He was gone. I started to panic, couldn't breathe, and my watery eyes quickly started scanning the store. I turned to an employee who was near by and asked "have you seen a little boy in a red cape?". She looked at me like I was a nut case.
Feeling sick to my stomach, I hear the sweetest voice. "Momma where are you?" I am still scanning the room moving towards the voice. Again, "momma where are you?". There stood a brave two year old with the most innocent look on his face. I run towards him and he holds up his tiny blue oval box. "Por (for) you momma". Still furious and coming down from the panic craze I was just in, I open it. There in that box was a ring with black stones. My precious son saw this ring and took off to get it for me. I was torn with the emotions of being melted beyond belief or to stop allowing him to watch sport center. :)
So the question still remains: did the little cape wearing smooth talker get to keep the Batman/Scooby Doo movie?

Tune in next time:
Same Bat-Time. Same Bat-Channel.

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