Really. There are Nice People Out There!

There are a million and a half things I need to be doing right now. Blogging is NOT one of them. However I feel compelled to share my morning. Not because of the relatively mundane of it all (because 98% of it has been so far) but because something shocked me today.

It has been normal in just about every sense of the word. Captain Crabby Pants had decided to take over my usually happy, fun loving King of Chaos. Everything has become something to whine over. Hey, he is 2 after all. Okay so mom was just "dealing" and moving on. Mistress of Mayhem has decided to create just that. Mayhem. She is no longer sleeping long stretches at night nor is she napping well during the day. (a solution to both MUST be found soon!) We had errands to run and I wanted them out of the way pre-nap time because, well, Captain Crabby Pants just was NOT going with out one today!

We needed to go drop off a box to be shipped. The first place wasn't sure about the type of label it had so we had to take it to a second. Got it out and on it's way. Yeah one less thing! Then it was off to talk to a lady to find out if some important paperwork had been forwarded to the appropriate place - this is never a fun stop, Jr always has a melt down when leaving the train table. Yet we made it out alive and headed to the Commissary.

Jr HATES riding in the double stroller (any stroller really) and I only needed a few things. So in he went because really, who has the time to chase a toddler through any store let alone one with groceries? I kept getting the usual looks from the older crowd. All thanks to Captain Crabby Pant's varying from his chosen whine to a high pitched scream. While waiting our turn to snake in close enough to the meat counter to grab some ground beef to go with tonight's dinner, one particularly sour woman snapped at him, telling him, " You need to be quiet! I can't believe your mother lets you scream like that in public!" To say I was taken aback was and is an understatement. For once in my life, yes me (and if you really know me) was speechless.

THANK YOU!!! To the elderly couple who I think had followed me into the store and had been behind me during most of our time in the store to that point. (and before certain people ask, yes they where in fact elderly. Most certainly older then 55. So there is no knife throwing here!) The gentleman, wearing a Vietnam Veterans hat stepped between the stroller and Ms. Sour Puss and informed her, "If you were a young mother, obviously trying to make a quick trip to a store with two young ones I hope no one would treated you or your children the way you just did this young lady! She has been calm and patient with a child who is obviously having a difficult moment. Who ever told you that you could speak to a child that way needs to have their ears boxed!" His wife then went on to tell her, "I have never seen such rudeness! In my day we would NEVER have spoken such things out loud." She then proceeded to tell me, "You have had more patience with him then I ever could have. You are doing a wonderful job!" To say the least I did take some satisfaction in the look on Ms. Sour Puss' face.

It's really nice to know that when you feel like your having a complete and udder mommy fail moment, to someone else they are seeing the complete opposite!