While watching my niece and nephew last week, we all decided to go to Dan's grocery store and get a few essentials before heading home from our evening out. I knew this would be a dangerous mission - 5 kids grocery shopping - one of them being a 2 year old, and not a docile one at that. But, I had a great idea! I thought that if we went to Dan's I could get them all cheap soft serve ice cream cones and that would keep them fairly happy while we quickly shopped. It was working like a charm except that Beckham found one of those little mini shopping carts for kids and wanted to push it around, while I held his ice cream cone (as well as the one I had for myself while I was pushing my big cart around- I'm not one to pass up ice cream.)
Let's just say - there was a Demon at Dan's that day! He became a shopping cart demolisher - running up and down the aisles with his little cart - running into and knocking down displays, purposefully running into the shelves and laughing at his madness. I finally got the cart away from him and stupid me, accidentally went up the toy aisle where he found a large toy machine gun with loud bullet noises. He then found delight in terrorizing the store patrons by pointing the gun at them and acting out their death scenes. This was a beautiful, proud parenting moment.