Never Again.

Today, I was that mother. You know which one I'm talking about. The one in the store with the screaming baby (who is really not a baby, but a young toddler) who she is unsuccessfully trying to quiet. The one whose children every one knows the names of by the time she leaves because she has had to yell to them from across the store to come back to her approximately 2 million times. She's the one that all the other mother's say a quiet prayer for (and a quick thanks that it's not their kids acting that way). The one that the old ladies frown at. The one the cashier has to tell that her coupon is expired because she is too busy trying to control her wild children to check the date herself. Yes, today, I was that mother. And, my children will never being going back to JoAnn's Fabrics with me again. Ever. In fact, I am strongly considering not ever going out in public with them again. Well, I may let Lily out. But, Ava will be spending the rest of her life in her room...

Prayers of patience would be much appreciated today (especially by my kids), because I am not sure they will survive the day without some divine intervention.