I love Costco. Do you know why? Because they have extremely large shopping carts. So big that I can fit one baby in a carrier in the back and one baby up front, plus actually fit things in the shopping cart. I use the word "fit" liberally. I had two big boxes of diapers strategically placed. It was like a Jenga game. One wrong move and those size 4s were poised to crush Little E's pretty little head. But you know what? I am running dangerously low on diapers and I refuse to be a prisoner in my own home.
From the other mothers roaming the Costco aisles I received looks of sympathy. From the general public I received nervous glances. It's not like I'm trying to give my children to them, but they still stay clear of my path. That is fine by me as I am supermarket sweeping that place. T minus 30 minutes until Little E expires and Big E runs out of whatever is in his snack cup.
At the door, the receipt checker draws a smiley face on the back of our receipt and we are out of there. This gives Big E something to look at as we navigate the blind people bumps (hold on eggs!) and make our way Frogger style through the parking lot.
I even had a nice man ask if he could take my cart back for me. He also offered to take Big E for me. I seriously considered it, but thought the hubs would be mad. But really, how many Yoys does one person possibly need?