Condoms and diapers…

Read Audrey’s post.

Feel her pain!

This is Part 2 of the Target story…

While Audrey was wrangling her car and shopping cart and kids around Target (and parking lot on the hill!) I was at a couple of meetings with Jane.

I called Audrey when the meetings were over to let her know that I could lend my hands for the rest of the afternoon while her husband is out of town. When I arrived at her home, she informed me that she had taken a little “field trip” to Target… but had forgotten the wet wipes.

OK. You can’t wipe a baby’s precious little bummie with paper towels… so into the car we packed the 3 boys, pregnant Audrey and me for another Target run.

When we got there, we parked in no man’s land (are people flooding to Target to clean out the sporting goods department because of the beautiful weather!?)… and headed in.

Kids in carts. Check.

Buckles buckled. Check.

Now… past the cleaning supplies. The cosmetics. Then the condoms.

Ah, then the wet wipes.

Hang on a minute!

Perhaps we should have stopped at condoms… then we wouldn’t be having the discussions of “Expectant Mothers and Mothers with Children” parking!

Ah, come on Target and all the places that Moms with kids frequent… don’t make them stop at the condom aisle!

I mean, what would we grandparents do?

- Sharon