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She’s as crafty as the rest of us

23 Jul

Today, I bribed Maura into taking a shower by promising Starbuck’s. She prefers baths over showers, but I didn’t want to devote our whole morning into luring her out of said bath tub, so bribery it is.

Okay, selfish bribery because I like Starbuck’s too.

So we get all cleaned and groomed and brush our teeth and do our hair, and then she wanders to my room, comes back, and hands me my sandals.

Then shows me a receipt.

“Look! Starbuck’s!”

But it’s a Target receipt.

“That’s Target.” I say.

“Yes.” Maura agrees.

Realization dawns. “You want to go to Target…which has a Starbuck’s.”

“YES!” Maura replies happily.

“You just conned me into taking you to Target. Wow. You’re craftier than even I give you credit for.”

Collin, sitting by us, pipes in. “Well, she IS part of this family.”

Yes…yes she is…and we’re a shifty lot…

But since I abandoned Maura with her brother for three days while I went to a writer’s conference, I guess I shall indulge the girl. Even if she’s a bit shifty in her ways. It’ll be a sacrifice, going to Target AND Starbuck’s, but these are the lengths a Mom will go to ensure her child’s happiness.

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Dear Target

6 Jul

You know I love you. You and me, we’re bffs4evah.

However…

Nine days ago was our last day of school. NINE DAYS. We’re just now getting used to our summer vacation routine. Needless to say, I was highly unprepared to see ALL the “Back to School!” stuff out at our local Target.

I should’ve seen it coming. Land’s End has already sent me their “Back to School” catalog (which arrived a week before school was over). You started clearance-ing out summer stuff a couple weeks ago, which led to my hasty buying of lawn chairs and outdoor lighting. You’ve been slowing putting up those “dorm life” end caps.

Still, I didn’t expect to see the fully stocked school supply section today.

And I had Maura with me.

Thus began the Great Backpack Struggle 2017. We go through this every year. Maura sees that wall of backpacks and becomes a bit rabid. Backpacks are her thing. HER THING. She just got a new one two weeks ago, after I smuggled out several old busted ones from her room, and hanging up the four she had left. She’s been very happy with her new backpack.

Until two hours ago, when she desperately needed a NEW backpack.

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I said no.

She tried to put it in the cart.

I said no, put it back.

She threw the backpack at me.

I told her we were leaving.

There was a meltdown. We spread disability awareness in that particular store. Loudly. Along several aisles, as she was all “Fine! I’m leaving!” and stormed down a few aisles.

But she calmed down. It was very impressive how she pulled it back together. So we got the cart, left by the backpacks, and despite a few longing glances towards the backpacks, we got the heck out of that section.

Oh sure, we ended up with a Poppy from Trolls doll, which made the world better, and is cool because Maura didn’t have a Poppy doll and is obsessed with Trolls, but that’s not the point.

The point is – why is back to school stuff out NINE DAYS after school let out? Seriously? Why? We’re all broke here from end of school stuff and trying to buy all the summer stuff just as summer was finally starting here in the PNW. Now we have to nab up all the pencils and notebooks because they’ll be all gone come August 15th, even though school doesn’t even begin until after Labor Day in September, and some of us won’t even know what we need until the, but by then it’ll be too late to buy school supplies and the Christmas lights will be out…

I know that some of this is being location-specific. I know that some areas of the United States have been out of school since the latter part of May. And that you’re running a large corporation that has to suit the needs of all states. Whether or not that timeline suits everyone involved.

All I know is that for the next six weeks, I can’t take Maura to her favorite store because I don’t need to deal with a meltdown over backpacks every. single. time.

It’s not me, it’s you.

I’ll catch you on the flipside!

 

 

 

The perfect timer!!!

6 Sep

So I was perusing through Target this morning, holding a giant latte because…well…coffee…and making sure I got things like Toilet Paper and Dog Food, when I wandered into the kitchen section because I have grand designs for our kitchen (and by “grand designs”, I mean just thought-intensive organization to allow Maura both independence and yet learn better eating habits by force.)

ANYHOO…

There I was, accidentally leaving my giant latte on shelves and having to go back for it, when I found myself in the kitchen utensil section.

I thought “Gee, what I really need is a good timer for Maura, you know, to help her understand how long it takes for something to charge….yeah…but a regular timer won’t do. I need one of those ones they have in all the resource rooms, with the red section that gets smaller…shame they don’t make-HOLY COW IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS?”

 

LOOK! LOOK WHAT I FOUND PEOPLE!

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LOOK AT EXACTLY WHAT I WAS WISHING FOR!!!

I scared the other moms with giant Starbuck’s cups as I squealed in delight and grabbed the last timer there in the store. On clearance even! So if you need one of these babies, RUN TO TARGET. And maybe, while running there, grab yourself a giant caffeinated delight. You deserve a treat darling.

 

 

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