These things just can't be made up...

On a daily basis, things happen in my life that certainly shouldn't be true, but are too bizarre to be made up.

For instance, the other day I needed to make a run to our local sporting goods store. I had All Star shirts, jerseys, socks, belts and other miscellaneous items to pick up for the league.   Lucky for me, I have known the owner for the last 4+ years and I tend to bring a lot of money to his store and in return, I leave with a lot of merchandise for our league. Well, yes, and sometimes for A-Dog as well. He requires plenty of merchandise.

The other day I ventured down there with all 4 kiddos. Immediately, A-Dog took off for the bats. He loves to go and dream about the $300 bats he will never own. Swinging and touching and dreaming. The other 3 stuck with me, or not so much.

We have been there before and they LOVE this place. I mean, have you ever seen what they put down on the 3 feet and under area??? There are volleyballs and footballs on wire shelves, baskets of buckles (not sure for what...), flags for flag football, baseballs and softballs - some are even weighted. It is a serious wonderland for the 5 and under sect!

As I am tossing baseball pants to A-Dog to try on, Mini P runs by with flags draped around her neck yelling "it's the BEST day ever!!!"! Over and over. Monkey is not far behind yelling "sissy, catch this ball! Sissy! Wait!!!". Yet, she continues running and yelling about the best day ever. At this point, I'm not entirely sure where Agent P is, but I'm sure he's somewhere rearranging other items in the store.

Like I said, thank goodness I am friends with the owner and we continue our conversation as though none of this chaos is even going on. I am an expert on that. I just tune it out and act like I have no clue whose kids they are. I mean really, who allows their kids to destroy a store like this??

So, as we are discussing what items I was missing and who I'd be sending back to the store to fetch them (cuz certainly 2 visits in 1 week would be over the top) - Agent P announces very loudly "I have to go POTTY!!!", grabs his shorts (you know what I'm talking about - all kids do it!) and starts dancing around.  Seriously. THEN, Monkey does the exact. same. thing.  Don't worry friends. It gets better, because then Mini P starts yelling the exact. same. thing.

Yup, it really happened. I'm praying there is no video surveillance in that store - or he's going to be a rich guy when he wins America's Funniest Video grand prize!

So, here I am with 3 little people running around in circles yelling "I have to go POTTY". Over and over and over. Getting louder and louder. Finally I have to acknowledge they are my children and find the bathroom. (Really, I sent A-Dog and Agent P).

The thing is, only Agent P actually had to pee. I had already taken the other two...they just couldn't resist joining in on the Potty Dance.