Yum!

It's been really nasty weather out here and we've been cooped up waaaaay too long. When an adult actually begin enjoying Yo!Gabba Gabba! and is really impressed with "Dancey-Dance Time" it's time to get back into the world of raging consumerism.

So I jumped at the opportunity to go to the mall's soft-play area and let the kids run wild while begging for candy and toys and Coach bags!

After C. got tired of launching himself off of things onto L.'s back and L. got tired of being ambushed, we made our way to Chik-fil-a. (The staple of SAHM's everywhere who just want a friggin milkshake and some decent nuggets).

L. gobbled her chicken nuggets like a snarling pup, so I gave her some fruit. She was licking a grape, deciding whether or not she wanted it. Suddenly (and with a POP!) she propelled the grape from her mouth with such force, it flew across the table...landing in front of C.

C. My Darling son, proceeds to watch the grape's graceful flight, grabs it when it lands (before the first bounce), shoves it in his mouth-still wet with spit- and swallows it.

L. and I watch, impressed, icked-out and more than a little bit astounded.

It's official. I'm the Kmart shopper whose kids have chocolate smeared on their hands and faces. I'm the mom whose kids lick shoes. I may as well be this lady.