Ornery.....

If you looked up the word ornery in the dictionary you would find "Steve" followed by "Todd." Unfortunately, or fortunately, depends on how you look at it!, they both live with me!

Before kids, when we would go shopping, a couple scenarios would transpire. 1) Steve walking away really fast in a crowded aisle leaving me with the stench and people looking at me OR 2) making shopping absolutely miserable so as to not have to go shopping with me ever again.

It seems that his traits have been passed to his children, but only one choose to accept said trait!

A couple of weeks ago, we were all shopping at Sam's (something I don't do often, go in public with all of them in tow!) and Todd was playing with a whoppie cushion and having a blast. No harm there, he is entertaining himself and no one is having adverse reactions from his toy! UNTIL.....

We are in the checkout line, which takes forever, when Todd says, "Mama, move over here right in front of me." So, leading by example and being a good listener, I move in front of him. He proceeds to blow up the whoppie cushion and then deflate it. I must say, it was the loudest he had made so far, and Todd says, "Mama, you shouldn't fart like that in public." OH MY GOODNESS, I fell for it!

For the people behind us, they couldn't see his hands until I moved, but he had hidden the whoppie cushion and he had nothing. SO, there I stand, with three boys laughing hysterically, the people behind me laughing at him and then Steve says "See, that's why we can't ever take mommy shopping!"

Fast forward to last night at WalMart, New Year's Eve, and I was heading down the crowded chip aisle to get snacks to get through the long evening. I am waiting to grab chips and move because standing in one place to long is not good for Todd! His mind thinks and conjures up things he can do/say that will embarrass me.

Well, as I make my move to get the bag of chips, I feel a breeze on my back. Hmmm...wonder why I feel that breeze, which was then followed by a very cold feeling. Yes, Todd had stayed still too long! He pulled up my shirt and proceeded to place a frozen dinner on my back. I screamed from the cold, turned to Todd who was on the floor laughing, a man behind him laughing, to which I could only say, "Todd, you are ornery!"

I am determined that this boy will conform to and become a good shopper, I owe it to his future wife!! Now, if I could only work on the boy that is old enough to know better!