When I was checking out at Old Navy Dad said, "Oh I should check and see if they have a belt for him." Why he insists on getting the boys a belt these days I'm unsure of. Really that's what adjustable waists are for. They didn't think they had a belt for boys, then found one, while I was checking out. I waited, while he was on the belt mission.
In the meantime the boys were over by the mannequin family hanging out.
I don't mind when they are having fun if they are not annoying other people. I'm not ok with them fighting, or running off. Thankfully those days are getting less! We have no temper tantrums. We're pretty lucky really; our boys never were the types that would throw themselves on the ground, kick and scream in a store. They did however pretend that the grocery cart was the Polar Express train. They'd yank on the safely belt, and said, "Stop the train! We're in the middle of ice. Stop the train!" and make chug, chug, chugging noises. That was funny at first, but after that it became annoying.
I heard giggles when they hung out with the mannequin family. I guess they were over there making faces at people that walked by. If anything they gave other people giggles, and laughter is good for people.
I've learned as a mom that you have to choose your battles. Getting mad at kids for having fun isn't a battle I want to choose. I did say, "Don't touch the glass." They didn't.
Daddy went over, and took a photo of them. An awful photo, but a photo none the less. It's so funny that Isaak was embracing the mannequin mom.
Now I know my older sister would roll her eyes at me that I didn't stop them from doing this. When I told her that Mica likes to dance for store cameras she said, "And let me guess you let him do that?!" Yes I let him do that.
Again I choose my battles, and to me that's not hurting anyone. Kids will be kids. Pretty soon they won't want to have fun in public because it will be embarrassing.
This was a few years ago. Mica hanging with his mannequin family again. He looks like he fits right in except for the fact that he has a head, and they don't.
