Daughter and I were shopping at Target this morning while son was in preschool. In typical embarrassing mother fashion I grabbed and opened one of those prepackaged cereal cups off the shelf to keep daughter happy while I shopped. We've done this before and always ring up the cup at the end our visit.
Today all went well, till we got to the register.
Me: Sweetie, give the lady your Cheerios so she can ring them up.
Me: Pumpkin, give her the cup.
Daughter: NO! MY CUP!
Me: Dude, your being annoying - give her the cereal.
Daughter: (Takes the open, nearly full, cup of Cheerios and launches it at the clerk. Cheerios rain down every f'king where. The floor, the black conveyor belt, inside the candy display. Every f'king where.)
Me: (Mouth open)
That's right. She did it. I kept apologizing and the clerks wouldn't meet me in the eye. So I kept apologizing louder until I realized it wasn't that they didn't hear me, they were spite-ing our Cheerio asses. Sigh. It may be awhile before I go back to Target again.