Barnes and Noble MAYHEM!

A few days ago I was having an "I'm super girl" moment. I took the kids to Barnes and Noble with me. I pulled out the 2 seater stroller and put Kyson and Beau in. Braxton had refused to take a nap earlier so he had fallen asleep in the car. Braxton + Tired = RIDICULOUS. So as you can imagine, when I woke him up to go inside, he started screaming. Just then, Beau joined in. I made him a bottle and propped it up with a blanket so I could carry Braxton with one hand and push the stroller with the other. When I got to the door, an older gentleman held it open for us. I struggled through, thanking him on my way. The old man smiled and said "It looks like you've got your hands full." What I wanted to say: "You should write a book about how to state the obvious." What I actually said: "Sure do." I continued to struggle to the kids section at the back of the store. Meanwhile, Braxton's stilll screaming. I whisper quiet threats in his ear that he better stop it now. He keeps screaming. I set him down and tell him he needs to walk. He screams louder. It went like this the whole time we were in the store. But then, Beau finished his bottle and started screaming. I took him out of the stroller and started to burp him, then I pulled Kyson out of the stroller so he could walk around. Braxton wanted in the stroller so I put him in the stroller, all the while burping Beau, pushing the monsterous 2 seater stroller, chasing and cleaning up after the tornado which was Kyson, and reminding Braxton to stop screaming. I finally decided, after several cruel stares from customers and employees that it was my cue to go.