Shop till you Drop

Today Sassy and I took BigM shopping! Kohl's was having a super sale, and seeing as I have a Kohl's card and I got the 30% off coupon in the mail, we both knew it was time for a little retail therapy. (In all actuality, we don't have any real need for therapy, but a girl needs to shop every once in a while, right?) When it was all said and done, I spent $185. BUT, I SAVED $265! Anyone impressed?

I was able to finish all our Christmas shopping for the kids, mine and the others I have to buy for. I got a couple shirts for myself, which I desperately needed. You would agree if you saw my closet. I cleared out everything that doesn't fit and I was left with 4 pairs of pants (1 jeans, 1 gray cargo, 1 khaki capris and a pair of black slinky maternity pants. Am I supposed to be excited by the fact that 15 months after the birth of my youngest child I am STILL. WEARING. MATERNITY. PANTS?!?!?!?) As for shirts, I have 2 cotton t-shirts, a bunch of long-sleeved wool sweater sets and 1 sleeveless polo. In all reality, I more desperately need pants, but hey, 4 shirts for less than $50 is a good start, right? Especially when I plan to slim up a bit if LM ever decides I am not a milk factory. She is NOT nursing past 2. I'd say 18 months, but that's like next week!

BigM was such a trooper, and despite the fact that we spent about 30 minutes too long in the toy section, I was able to slip in all the toys, literally right under her nose without her knowing about it. Sassy and I had a covert operation going on- BigM would say "Wook, I wike dat!" I would distract her with the next greatest toy and Sassy would walk around the shelves and slip said "wiked" toy into our cart.

Since she was so well-behaved, I told her on the way out of the parking lot that if she wanted a treat, we could stop at Donald's for a milkshake. Her response?

"Okay, I'd wike a pink one. And tan I get my haircut short wike daddy's so I won't eat it?"

That kid just cracks me up. She has a really bad habit of chewing on the ends of her hair (don't worry, it makes me want to vomit a little bit too) so I am constantly reminding her not to put her hair in her mouth. Maybe a buzz cut IS the answer. I told you that kid is smart.