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I ventured to our local dollar store today. Not my favorite place to go but my three little kids LOVE the store. Like, fuck Toys R Us, can we please go to the dollar store, love it. They know everything in the store cost only a $1.00. They know everything in the toy aisle is going to be junk. They don't care. They love that I let them get 3, 5, or 7 toys each. Quantity over quality still applies to these three. And I am a rock star mom when I bring them there. Honestly, I am. It's crazy how the simplest (or in this case cheapest) things can make our mom card shine bright in their little eyes.
Today, I bribed them with this dollar store trip. The deal was they behave while I try to find clothes, they get to pick out toys and candy at the dollar store. This bribe works like a charm. Every. Single. Time. And yes, I bribe my kids. If you say you don't, then you either have a kid too young to bribe or you are lying. We all do it. Some of us more than others....
My clothes shopping turned into a disaster for me, but The Big Guy scored some nice new pants and polo's. I scored a new pair of shoes. They are pretty cute (thought of you Tracy) but I really need clothes. (Click here to see why). The kids behaved while I shopped so after paying, we set off for the dollar store.
Oh the dollar store. A few interesting items caught my eye at the dollar store today. As did a few of its patrons.
And last but not least is the well dressed, expensive shoe wearing 60-something year old gentleman who was returning some purchases he had made the day before. Sigh. Deep breath. Sighing again. I would ignore this if the person looked as though they needed the few bucks back in their wallet. This man did not. I do not care what you bought at the dollar store. Do not bring it back. How could you bring it back? It was a dollar. No more. No less. I was embarrassed for him. Actually, I was shocked.
See, I told you the bitchiness of PMS was upon me.