applesauce

We're out of applesauce.

Kinsley has been reminding me for days that we're out of applesauce.  She's asked for it during every meal and has been met with the response, "I know, Kins.  We'll get some at the store very soon."

Finally today I figured that we needed to get out of the house, and we needed some basic items from the store: bread, milk, and of course applesauce.  

So, I packed all three kids into the van and headed to the store.  When we got there I piled them all into a shopping cart (Finn in his car seat, which was sitting in the front of the cart, Kins in the basket part of the cart, and Callan opted for riding under the cart on the underneath rack....YES, quite the sight!). 

A lady who was walking into the store at the same time as we were pointed to me and said to her son, "That lady is my hero!"  I laughed and told her that I was just THIS desperate to get out of the house.

After running into an old lady's cart because I couldn't see over my cart, and after having someone come after me with Finn's blanket that had fallen off him, and after finally purchasing our two bags of groceries, we made our way back to the van.

When we got home I fed the kids lunch, started nursing Finn, and put the grocery items away, including the glass jar of applesauce into the pantry.  Just then I heard a crash and found the large jar of applesauce lying broken on the floor IN BETWEEN THE SLIDING PANTRY DOORS.  Glass shot out everywhere, as well as applesauce.  Callan came flying around the corner at that moment (with Kinsley on his heels) and I yelled, "STOP!!!  Don't come in here!" at the top of my lungs.  The poor boy.

So, not only did the applesauce fall and break, but it fell in between the doors.  The only way for me to clean it up was to take the pantry door off.  Forty-five minutes later the floor was cleaned up, the glass vacuumed up, and a very patient Finn was still waiting to be nursed.  

What a morning!  And you know what?  We're still out of applesauce...