September 15, 2015

Hold On Tight

I remember so clearly, in those first few months of my son's life, how terrifying it was to take a newborn grocery shopping. Babies are like ticking time bombs, ready to go off in a split second.  Except, in this case, you don't have the countdown clock to let you know how many minutes or seconds you have left before you're stuck in the checkout aisle with a baby screaming in his car seat. I get anxious just thinking about those days.

I made sure my mom accompanied me the first time I ever went into a store with Sully. I can't even remember which store it was - probably Target, I'm thinking. I miss Target. That was a great store to walk around in with a ticking time bomb. Anyway. Two sets of hands at the store are always better than one, but the moral support and confidence from your own mother when you venture out of the house for the first time or two as a new mom is priceless.

Luckily, I have never had to abandon a cart full or groceries, although I feel like that stunt could be in my near future thanks to toddler temper tantrums. But right now, and it's been this way for a long, long time, grocery shopping with Sully is a heck of a lot of fun.

I come armed with a few snacks because it doesn't matter if we just ate breakfast or lunch, that kid always wants a snack at the store. He's still perfectly happy to sit in a cart - strapped in! - which makes the whole ordeal that much more pleasant.

And then it starts. It takes him a few minutes to warm up to the strangers and bright lights, but then it's gibber-jabber at an outdoor-voice-level, non-stop the entire grocery trip. Sully interacts with every single person who walks by, and when there is no one in close vicinity, he just continues to jabber loudly to himself. Usually he makes a big show out of whatever snack he might be eating, showing anyone who will look, what is scrunched up in his hand, and then proceeds to exclaim loudly how yummy each bite of food is.

Today, it was grapes. He saw them as soon as we walked in and frantically signed "more", so I put a clamshell in the cart within his reaching distance, and he helped himself to grapes the whole hour we were there.* Each grape was lifted high up into the air, and some praise was given to it as if he was blessing each one before popping it into his mouth. He put on quite the show, which is how our grocery trips go these days.

Most people smile, or speak back to him, or chuckle.  I like to think he's made someone's mediocre afternoon at the grocery store a little bit better, given them a sweet story to share to the next friend or family member they speak to…"you should have seen this adorable toddler at the grocery store…eating grapes like they were made out of the sweetest chocolate"…or something like that. I like to believe that even the coldest of hearts can be warmed up by the sight of my son blessing his grapes in the air.

I know there will be a time, soon, where indoor voices will be more appropriate and the smiles will turn into stares and looks of disapproval. My son won't always happily sit in a cart, snacking on grapes while we take our time perusing the aisles of the grocery store. We will cross that bridge when the time comes, but for now, I never want to forget the loud, happy gibberish, or the joy he finds in something as simple as grapes. I want to hold on tight to these little moments, I want to hold on tight to these simple times, where the days are long, but the memories are sweet.


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*While I usually prefer to wash all my produce before we consume it, a few dirty grapes never killed anyone.

16 comments:

  1. Love this post! I was that mom with a crying baby in the check out aisle yesterday. She was over being in her car seat and sure let me know. I love your disclaimer at the end ;)

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    1. Awww, it's bound to happen one time or another! I did have to nurse Sully in the back room of a Chapter's once! (Thank goodness for a kind manager!)

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  2. So sweet. I love this.

    Grocery shopping is usually fun for Liam and I although chaotic. I once got him a free cookie at the bakery and he's never ever forgotten that. Grocery trips include the mandatory truck carts that are impossible to drive nicely, free cookie, saying hi to the lobsters and then shrieks and yelling and giggling when the sugar from the cookie hits, all while his feet are dangling out the side of the truck cart. It's ridiculous but people laugh and Liam has a blast and as much as I know that grocery shopping alone is so much quicker, it's fun to have my goofy little sidekick. Aside from the one time that we did have to abandon our full cart due to toddler meltdown.

    Enjoy every ounce of those sweet moments!

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    1. Hahaha, I can totally picture what grocery shopping with you two would be like now! ;)

      And I agree - it is definitely quicker alone, but the company and fun memories are also nice.

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  3. Awww this was so adorable to read. I am laughing picturing him doing his big grape show, gosh he is just so funny!! I definetly think that he could brighten anyones day with that sweet face of his.

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    1. I hope he never loses his sense of humour :)

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  4. This sounds just like H! Still sits strapped in and loves eating grapes too.
    I do remember the first time we got groceries with H and thought we'd grab something to eat on our way home. Stopped. Was about to eat and he started screaming! I don't think we could have gotten up any faster and got the heck outta there! Oh the memories!

    And nice disclaimer....I feel exactly the same way!! ;)

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    1. Thank goodness they still like to be strapped in! (Or don't mind it!) Not sure what we will do once he figures out he doesn't have to ride in the cart lol.

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  5. Dirty grapes build character! I just let a strange dog lick my kids face, repeatedly, so I'm just as guilty.

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    1. Haha! I'm a true believe in kids need exposure to dirt and germs.

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    2. Me too. That and I'm just too lazy to be a germaphobe.

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  6. This is so sweet. And extra nice that you are able to notice and appreciate the little moments like this. :-)

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    1. Thanks, Kelly :) Sometimes it all feels like it's slipping away too quickly and I'll definitely regret not writing down some of the memories.

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  7. That's so sweet! My day would certainly be brighter if I saw a cute scene like that!

    inloveinlondon.com

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  8. I love your "ticking time bomb" analogy -- so true! I still grocery shop with hubby and Marko ... Marko has refused to sit in the stroller for the last year or so, and likes to explore the store on foot. So we split up: one checks out the fish in the tanks in the meat section, while the other actually gets the shopping done!

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  9. Our first stop is grapes. I let London snack on them while I walk around in peace. They're dirty (and not paid for) but it keeps us both happy. Sully is sooo cute!!

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