The other day I had to take the boys to the store, I just needed to get a few things but of course with a toddler in the cart and a baby on my back a few things is always a long trip. You know what it is like trying to keep a toddler entertained while they are sitting in a shopping cart and you are trying to focus on what you are doing.
On this particular occasion we were looking for a butter dish at Bed, Bath and Beyond, cause, you know they always send you those coupons so you have to find something to use them for. Anyway as we are entering the store E says, “elephant? Where’s elephant?” Of course I have no idea why he would think there is an elephant at Bed, Bath and Beyond but I totally jump on the idea of something that will keep him occupied while I am trying to find a suitable butter dish. So I say, “Oh, I think he is hiding, we had better look for him, can you help me?” As we are going throughout the store to find the “elephant” I am making elephant noises and encouraging E to look for him. He is saying, “elephant, where are you?” This goes on for a good five to ten minutes until we finally get to the section with the butter dishes and of course I can’t find one that I like.
At this point E is really excited to find the elephant and I have decided that we are in desperate need of a butter dish. So I say, “I don’t think the elephant is here anymore I think he is next door in Target.” I know what you are thinking, I am very clever because now I will get to go to Target and not have to worry about entertaining my toddler with anything other than a pretend elephant. So we go next door still searching for the elephant and the butter dish. I finally find a butter dish that is moderately suitable and we start to leave. This really upsets E, and I realize I have backed my self into a corner where now he is going to have to find the elephant or he will be greatly disappointed. We go to the toy section and I figure that there has to be a toy elephant there somewhere, right? Nope. Thankfully I have a very easy going boy and when I tell him that I just can’t find one he understands, but now I feel so bad because I have gotten his hopes up. So I go to the bargain area and find a dinosaur and we buy it so that I can feel better, and he can have something cool. As we are leaving the store I say to him, “What are you going to name your dinosaur?” He thinks about it for a minute then gives me a huge grin and say, “Elephant!” Got to love that kid.