Monday, February 25, 2013

Mrs. Yoy: Thankful It Wasn't Chicken Pot Pie Night

I ran into Dr. K, the Yoys pediatrician, while I was at Publix this morning.

Our previous public encounter was at the local farmer's market.  She bore witness to some crazy caloric muffin crack my kids were shoving down their throats from the local bakery stand.  I was mortified.

Today was my lucky day.  My shopping list was flooded with vegetables needed to make my healthy, yet delicious and filling vegetable soup.  My cart was a cornucopia of fruits, veggies, and a rotisserie chicken.

She asked how Little E's collarbone was healing.

YEAH, YEAH, IT'S FINE, LOOK IN MY CART!

I'M FEEDING MY KIDS THE BEST, MOST HEALTHY FOODS EVER!

PRAISE ME!  I NEED SOMEONE TO TELL ME I'M DOING A GOOD JOB!

I inched my cart towards her.  Daring her to take a sweeping glance.

After a few minutes of chatting about how I want to put Little E in a bubble because I can't stomach his daily falls, she moved on.

Even if she didn't take notice, I still feel vindicated!

Exact replica of my grocery cart.

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