So, with the end of the summer time comes the inevitable back-to-school shopping. Summer’s easy livin’ shorts, tanks and flip-flops are substituted with school clothes one size up from last year because the kids have grown by leaps and bounds under the summer sun. Feet are crammed into new tennis shoes as the children look longingly at their flip flops, dirty and ragged from a summer of adventures.
The Bulk Office Supplies You already know my frustration, don’t you Mamas (and Daddies)? Back to school Lists which seem to grow each year. Searching high and low for that one item the teacher was very specific about (brand, type, color) and going to many different stores before -eureka!- you find it! Dragging your kids along so that they can get the things that suit them best, but finding yourself frustrated 1 minute into the several hour shopping trip because no one wants to be there (including you). Feeling like you might be scrounging out every last penny to make certain that they have everything they want.
This season I came across myself nearly in tears when i shopped with my three kids. We had been in Target (ironically, my happy place) and were hoping to get the majority of the supplies for my three children in one trip. Each child enjoyed a list which had been a full page long. The college supply aisles were full of children and parents, a number of whom were screaming at said children. I used to be trying my best to ensure my children were getting the right supplies and they were able to pick out colors and the like, whenever they could. I wanted this to become a FUN experience, a little boost for them to get into the swing of school. However, we had been all just flustered. After an hour or so as well as a half and tears from a couple of my three children, we determined we had exactly what we needed less the items that we would need to make a special visit to another store for.
The cart filled until it absolutely was literally heaping and things kept falling of the top and toppling for the floor. I dreaded pushing the cart to checkout. Just studying the quantity of supplies in the cart made my checkbook tremble. But, we pushed our heaping cart (very carefully, while occasionally picking up the boxes of crayons that kept sliding for the floor) for the check out and, as expected, I used to be a little shell-shocked in the amount. The total amount was about what my family would buy about 3 weeks of groceries. I handed over my debit card with a grimace and can feel my kids watching my reaction as I did so. This had not been the enjoyment back-to-school outing i had expected.
We packed up our bags and walked out to the automobile. Because I was loading the many bags into my trunk, I noticed the family unit in a car next to ours. There was a Mom and her son getting into a rusted, older model car. She held onto one, single bag that appeared to be filled with school supplies and he proudly paraded for the car bearing his new backpack on his little back. I really could lbtlvz a snippet with their conversation. She was stating that they might buy only a few supplies each week until they had all of them and seeking to reassure him it was okay if they didn’t have them all on the first day – everything would work out. They made their distance to their car (which took several tries to start) and drove with their small bag of school supplies in tow. We sat, humbled, in our car which had been full for the brim with all the supplies of my three kiddos.