Shopping with a 2 year old and other effective methods of birth control

So yesterday I piled into a mini van with my mother, our friend and her adorable 2 year old, normally well behaved daughter. We decided to head up to Rochester since I needed to return the keys to my old apartment and check my mail one last time.

Well I will skip all the boring crap and get right to the good part of the story. After a nice quiet drive up watching my first two hours of Elmo's world, we decided to start our shopping trip at Lane Bryant. Naturally we forgot to grab a stroller, but since the little cutie pie is always so well behaved we didnt think it would be a problem. And boy were we wrong. As soon as we entered the store she became a little hellion of massive proportions. First my mother had the pleasure of keeping tabs on her and I wasnt around so when I got tagged in I thought all would be well.

Well I tried to get her to sit down on a bench by the dressing room to wait for mommy to come out, and that wasnt happening. After I got up and chased her around the store a couple times, she decided it was time to crawl under her mom's dressing room door. So pretty soon her mom was done and it was time for me and my mother to go into try some stuff on. Now we left her in the presumably capable hands of her own mother and in the five minutes I was in the dressing room she managed to take off her coat and her shoes and socks. Then she crawled under the door while I was changing.

So after I came out her mom had had enough and it was my "turn" again. So after more chasing, and crying, and kicking and screaming I had pretty much decided that I dont need to have children of my own. Then she tried to crawl under the dressing room door that her mother had been in before and I ran up in the knick of time to grab her and tell her that "mommy is not in there anymore".

So eventually came time for us to pay for our perchase's and leave. My mother and I were at the register ready to pay when her mom decided that it would be ok to just let her "sit" unattended by the dressing rooms. I was so annoyed at that point I tried not to care and went on with paying for my shirt. It was shortly there after when we heard a very lound bang and I knew immediatly what had caused it. Her mother just laughed and said it must be her little baby, while my mother ran over to see what the little angel had done now. She had tipped over a maniquen, I am sure the employees were just thrilled.

Then after fun at Lane Bryant we went for lunch at the mall where thankfully the child was restrained in a high chair. Then came trying to drag her down to Bath and body works, which was also a treat. Of course at this point I just carried her around kicking and screaming because I did not wish to chase her all around. And afterwards on the way back to the car she ran into the coach store, grabbed a little purse on display, put it on her shoulder and proceeded to try and run out of the store.

Then on the drive home I got to hear about how she was a good girl that day......when she was restrained.