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The event of the summer...

Border's bookstore going out of business. Yeah man! I tried taking a look around when they had their books for a measly 20% off. That was in the beginning of the summer and I was pretty disappointed with the fake sale. However, I heard that the prices are way better now so I packed up the boys in my fabulous double stroller, put on my sneakers, and walked on down there.

I should not have even gone. Ian told me not to spend any money, but he and I both knew that was close to impossible. I have been looking forward to this for months now. Since May, I thought of about a million things I "need" from Borders before they shut their doors for- ev- ver. Add that to the million things I realize we "need" after I see them, and we are talking about me buying enough stuff to set up a nice little mini-Borders in our half of the basement.

I do openly admit now that I do have a bit of a shopping addiction. Only when dealing with "homey" things though. Home Goods is my favorite store of all time, followed closely by Target. If I get stressed out and need to leave the house, I go to that lovely shopping center in Lincoln with the Homegoods, Target, Marshalls and Payless all right there. And I don't even buy anything. I just look around at stuff until the store closes. It is a lovely kid-free time of relaxation.

This Borders was like the Homegoods of the book world. There were books by my favorite authors, books about stuff I have never heard of, DVDs, CDs, recipe books, picture frames, they were even selling their bookcases 3 for 100 bucks! There was also soymilk randomly for sale. That was a little weird.

Anyway, I was in heaven. I was in rummaging heaven!!! But uh-oh, I wasn't only rummaging. I was picking stuff out and bringing it with me. I was on a high. I thought for a split second about how mad Ian would be when he saw a Borders bag on the couch, but I quickly forgot about it and continued on my way. Lost in the excitement of the mark-downs.


Then they started.

First it was Luke. Whimper, whimper. Alright I can deal with that. Then he immediately started screaming at the top of his lungs. This caused Anthony to start in on the fun. Then I gave Lukie his binky, laid him back, and rolled him right to sleep. Anthony must have sensed my frantic energy because he started YELLING. MOM! MOM! MOMMY! COFFEE! PEE-PEE! POOP!
Oh. My. Goodness.
I do not embarrass too easily when it comes to that kind of stuff, but he was SO LOUD, and people were looking at me like I was a terrible person for not taking my kid to the bathroom when he was so clearly asking to go.  That little booger. I have not spent one second potty training Anthony! Why was he yelling these things with so much urgency? Where does he learn this stuff!?

Needless to say, I escaped Borders only spending $20. Ian has his crazy kids to thank for that. :)

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  1. well i guess that was God's way of keeping the peace:0) mommy got a few nice things, but not too much. making both parents happy. too funny

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  2. I love reading your stories, Jessica. I have to admit that this one made me chuckle. You're such a good mom for your babies!

    Love,

    Aunt Mary Ann

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