A quick trip to the mall means snack heaven to my child. As we enter my favorite store, Burdines, the snacking begins. All it takes is a little whine and out comes the Blues Clues fruit snacks. Soon all of these gooey little guys are crammed into the mouth and the wrapper is tossed carelessly onto the floor. We are now only two feet away from the door we just entered. Off we head to the mens department to look for those elusive men's Christmas gifts that are never quite right. Soon my little one lets me know it's time for the next treat or else. We move onto strawberry flavored Cranraisins. I am able to pick up one shirt before that wrapper is tossed aside and the screaming begins. I frantically check the diaper bag and realize there is only one snack left! A sad breakfast bar that has been smushed and neglected for who knows how long. This keeps him quiet long for me to purchase the shirt. I quickly try to think of a solution and I come up with a pretzel! We make a mad dash for the mall, moving as quickly as possible to keep the little guy from trying to break free from the stroller. It doesn't take long before I realize that we are on the wrong side of the mall for pretzels! Trying not to panic, I rack my brain for the mall map that is stored up there from the days before I had a baby. As I picture it I realize that only steps away is the cookie store! I sigh in relief and buy one of each kind of cookie! My son is now happy as can be and covered in chocolate. People are staring at my little cookie monster and probably wondering what kind of a mother would allow this mess! But do I care? How can I when he is so obviously happy and I have earned another 45 mintues at the mall with my messy yet content little one.
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