Big foot!!

I would rather not recall the events that occured between the hours of 8-9pm last night...

***Matt, Connor & I ventured out to do some Christmas shopping. The trip consisted of 5 stops, all of which did not carry what we were looking for. The weather was beautiful, the company I was surrounded with were the two boys I care for deeply, but our evening was somewhat challenging for me! After a major tantrum in the middle of JC Penney, with sneakers flying off his feet and whines/screams equivalent in annoyance to scratching nails on a chalk board, we took a stroll over to our next store. During this short adventure, Connor decided to void his supper into a lovely, richly scented package in his diaper. We decided we'd split up--Matt would do the shopping while I rushed my munckkin to the store's restroom to get him clean up before the oh-so-lovely pooh aroma was noticed by fellow shoppers! So into the restroom we went....to find NO changing table. That's right...if I wasn't exhausted enough from fending off tantrums while shopping, and toting my 36 lbs child across this outdoor shopping center~ I now had the priviledge of changing my wiggle-worm toddler's poopy diaper while he was standing upright in this quaint little bathroom. I'll spare you the details, but we managed to get him into some clean britches and out of that store...

We weren't having success shopping and anyone that shops with me knows I run out of steam really fast if I am unsuccessful finding what I'm looking for. When all else fails, go to TARGET! :) Target consisted of a few more tantrums and a Mommy meltdown. I quickly realized I had reached my limit and we needed to abort-abort-abort and go home. As we loaded Connor in the car, I came to a scary realization....

Connor's Special Agent Oso lovey was MISSING!!

Duh Duh Duhhhhhhh....

This isn't just any action figure. This toy Connor plays with the moment he wakes, carries it when we go anywhere, plays with it the moment we get home, and likes to be tucked in with it. It's three little figures---Oso, Dottie, and Wolfie---well Oso & Dottie were accounted for while Wolfie abandoned ship!

Matt knew at this very moment that he may have a psychotic meltdown from me if he didn't act fast! Without thinking, he said he'll find him & rushed back into the store to hunt for Wolfie. We swore Wolfie entered Target, but never made it out, so he had to be here somewhere! I searched high and low in the car while Matt rounded up every passing shopper to give them each the full description of the missing toy. He grazed our entire shopping route throughout the store like a bloodhound, determined to find Wolfie! When Connor and I had no luck in the car, we ventured back into the store to find Matt. We teamed up and followed our shopping path one last time in hopes to discover Wolfie just waiting for us somewhere.

No luck.

I was crabbier than a crab at this point. I foresaw a night of Connor searching hopelessly for his Wolfie and crying to sleep without him as part of his Special Agent Oso trio. I envisioned a late night trip to ToysRus to purchase another one. I loaded Connor up in the car, grabbed his seat belt to strap him in....

And spotted him!

Wolfie was tucked up behind Connor's carseat the whole time! I was so relieved to find Wolfie, but was also terrified to turn and admit to Matt that I found him sitting in the car that whole time...

God bless you, Matt, for having the patience for my crabbiness! We got home, unloaded from the car, and found ourselves laughing about 15 minutes later. Mr. Connor was a hoot, playing with his Oso trio and learning some new tricks with us (we taught Connor where his tongue was--he'll poke his tongue in and out on cue now). We then thought it'd be fun to slip Connor's giant feet into even bigger shoes (Matt's). Not only was it hilarious to see him act like a ham in Matt's shoes, but we managed to get Connor to say "Cheese" after we kept prompting him to say it & smile for the camera!

So the looooooong evening of tantrums, changing an upright poopy diaper, unsuccessful shopping, and a missing toy false alarm, we managed to end our night with some big chuckles with Connor :).