Yesterday, I called our new
JCPenny store, (which, by the way, I am so excited about, since we live so far away from the mall.
Whoo-
hoo!) and scheduled an appointment to get some spring pictures taken for this morning. Since that, we discovered that we had about 2 billion termites (yes, I am probably exaggerating...) living in one of the flower beds, and they were flying frantically into my kitchen... fun stuff... huh? Well after about an entire bottle of bug killer, and using our trusty shop vac, it seems they were all doomed....
This morning the pest control guy came out, and of course, all the flying termites are already gone. He said that they were just flying out of the ground to go somewhere else. That's it?
Geez...He also said that however we sprayed we did an excellent job, because he would have charged me at least $500 to do what my husband did. Real nice.
When the pest guy left, we ran to
JCPenny's to get some pictures taken. My daughter was so happy, as she is all about pictures. She wore her new dress and of course had to have a purse! It went great, and I am very happy about the employees there, super nice! On the way out of the portrait area, there was the next appointment waiting, and the cutest little boy. He was eating some
gerber graduates snacks, and my daughter, being the little brat that she is, started throwing a huge tantrum..... that seemed as it lasted FOREVER.....
as I was pushing the stroller out into the rest of the store, (of course she won't get IN the stroller.) she was running behind me, screaming, crying, snot running down her face, ya know, what 2 year
old's do. I tried to comfort her, and it is a no-go, she just wants to let it out, I guess, I grab the snack I had packed, but she dosen't want that either, she wants that little boy's snack!!
Just then, an employee, an older woman was walking by, and looks at me as to say, "I know how it is, and I don't miss it at all!" I smirk, and laugh, because that is all I can do, really. Laugh it off. Two other women are walking by with their precious and quiet kids, and say to me, "It is not funny, you should be ashamed of yourself!" I tell them that "she is just tired, and ready to go home." I guess this was not enough of an excuse to them, because one of the women actually walked straight up to me, and pushes me, and says that I don't deserve to have children! I am completely shocked at this time, and of course my daughter finally stops screaming, and says "No hitting" to the lady.
OMG....
Another employee comes over and is confused, they ask me to " leave the store if I cannot control my child."
I don't think I have ever been so embarrassed in my entire life.
What I would like to know, though, am I in the wrong? Do I need to call Super Nanny or something? I would love to hear your opinions, good or bad, as I am sure I could learn a thing or two about how to control my child! Thanks so much!