These boots were made for...

Pouting. Crying. Screaming. Kicking. Anything BUT walking!!
YES! Our sweet, loving, precious Ava did not have one of her better days today. This weekend I bought her some cowgirl boots for her upcoming cowgirl party (more on that LATER!!), and since she saw them, they have barely been off of her feet. So of course she HAD to wear them to the mall today.
Now let me start with saying that I HATE going to the mall with both of my children. Carter absolutely detests anything at all that has to do with any kind of shopping, therefore making it
miserable to go to these places with him. He whines and complains the entire time! (hubs is EXACTLY the same way, so Carter comes by it honestly). BUT, I really needed to go to Teavana today, and they are of course AT THE MALL!!
So, in we troop......30 seconds inside door...Carter: "Are you SURE we have to come here?
What do you NEED anyways? I'm pretty sure I saw some tea with daddy's coffee....so you don't HAVE to get some today. Come on Ava, we're leaving."........let's just say he probably shouldn't have used physical force to turn Ava around. First KICK of the day. Retaliation leads to first SCREAM of the day. Me in my under my breath voice with gritting teeth: "If you two don't knock it off right now, we're going to leave, and you are going straight to your rooms for the rest of the day!!".....Carter: "Well, it would be better than this place."
(apparently my son has completely LOST HIS MIND to think he can talk to me that way......which led us to first CRY of the day!.......)
Fifty more complaints, two kicks, three shoves, and a hair yank later, we made it ALL THE WAY from Dillards to Teavana. (four stores away from each other:-) All I needed at that point was a partridge in a pear tree! (or a HEAVY drug.....and I am OPEN to suggestions on this!!......JK.......... not really......seriously.)
I told them that if they would just let me PLEASE get my tea without them getting me escorted out, we could LOOK in the Disney store next door.

First POUT of the day. And that was COMPLETELY my fault don't ya know. I mean WHY in the world I wouldn't buy my daughter a Cinderella costume, a stuffed puppy, and a Wall-e robot is totally beyond me!! Which of course leads to SECOND cry of the day. TIME TO LEAVE.................The trek back to the car did NOT get any better.........at this point I am now looking for drugs for THEM.......and again, I am OPEN to suggestions here.........this time NOT kidding!

If I EVER talk about going to the mall again with my OBNOXIOUS children..........CALL THE POLICE! Because I have obviously lost MY mind!!!!!