The love/hate relationship

Kendra at 4 months

Megan at 3 months

Everyone tells us how similar our girls look. Well, they are sisters! These two pictures show just how much they do look alike.

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Megan handled her shots much better than I had anticipated. I knew for sure she would get sick because I infected her with 5 live rotavirus strains, (not to mention cow blood serum and monkey kidney cells). I was surprised that she didn't get a fever or severe irritability. She did wake up in the middle of the night for the first time in weeks and her cheeks got a little pink, but that was it.

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I have decided that Walmart and I have a love/hate relationship. I love Walmart. I enjoy shopping there for many items, especially baby items because of their great prices. Yet at the same time I hate Walmart. I never can park closer than 100 yards from the door. This is only difficult since one hand carries the carseat while the other hand is holding Kendra's. When I finally make it to the entrance my arm is dying and I can't wait to find a cart. Seems easy enought right? Well, because my little infant will take a ride in the cart I like to have one that has all wheels working properly. This is difficult to find. After the third or fourth cart I give in and decide that all carts at Walmart go bump...bump...bump throughout the store. Megan hates this and eventually protests as I hurry through the shopping. The last time I went to Walmart I needed diapers. I only buy Pampers Swaddlers and to my dismay thay were all out of size 2! They even checked the back for me. I grabbed the other items and walked discouragedly to the check out. I like to use the garden checkout because, even though it doesn't have a sign stating it, the garden checkout is a "20 item or less" checkout. It's just an unspoken rule. Apparently not everyone knows this. I pulled up behind two people in line. No problem. The person checking out handed the cashier the last box of Pampers Swaddlers size 2 diapers! And she obviously didn't care what brand to use because she bought the Parent's Choice diapers as well. Seriously? Couldn't I have that box? And then this person had a cart that reminded me of a clown car. You know that car that is tiny but can hold 20 plus clowns? They just keep coming and coming and you wonder where in the world they fit in there? Her cart didn't look full but she just kept pulling more and more items from there. After ten or so minutes the line at this checkout was so long that the cashier called for backup. When the next cashier came everyone beat me to the next line, so I watched, almost entertained by how much she could fit in that cart. Finally she was done - the bill was almost $300. She took her government card out to pay for it but it didn't work. The cashier tried again and again to help the customer but the card just wouldn't work. So she pulled out three 100 dollar bills! And you are on welfare why? By this time the other line was empty so I trotted over there to check out my ten items. Walmart and I have a love/hate relationship that will probably continue and never be solved.