Spanking at Sam's Club

Just thought I'd describe our hot Friday night out with the kids. By the time Tyler got home tonight I was at my wit's end and dying to get out of the house. So I figured I'd cross Sam's Club off my to-do list for tomorrow and we could go get-er-done as a group. We were DEFINTELY going to need some nourishment since I haven't really been cooking too much this past month we headed to Jason's Deli. (Of course we did!) Anyway, despite the spilled soda no less than four minutes after we arrived, we had a decent experience (which considering our number of kids 10 and under has increased, our odds have considerably dropped.) Then we went to Sam's and I was all about super-shopping to finish before Briggs needed to eat. So, I sent the boys with Tyler and the girls with me and we made our way through the store meeting up again over by the soda storage. I could literally hear Brevin and Brock squealing through the whole warehouse and when we walked up to the checkouts Brock totally whacked this lady on her butt! I kid you not! I didn't actually see the smacking, but heard the lady say, "Oh, did you just spank me?" WHAT! I looked at her to Brock and back at her and said what any other totally embarrassed mom would say, "Shut up! Did he really just spank you?" She was totally cute about it and pretended like she was going to tickle him or something and Brock's laughing while trying to hide behind my legs. I was still in shock, but I spotted a conveyer that was pretty empty and rushed over there so we could get out of the store. OF COURSE, the man in line on the aisle next to us has to comment about how full our hands are with all our kids. Next thing I know Brock has smacked him on the rear end. Old man was a little bit more crusty than the lady was and he totally gave us the "you are bad parents" look as Tyler grabbed Brock and explained to him he couldn't hit other people. So, good times on date night. The night ended with me literally carrying Brock out of the store whilst Caylee and Brevin whined about not getting an icee (hello! we'd just taken them to dinner. sheesh!) Shrug! I'm thinking we'll be getting a babysitter for every Friday so we can have a decent date night. Ya know, the kind that doesn't involve spanking strangers!