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Over the weekend, I took my two girls to Costco. It's one of those wholesale warehouse stores with huge carts with room for two up front - perfect for a mom with twins! We arrived as it opened, before the Saturday crowd scurried in to fill up the aisles. I plopped the girls in the cart and we were ready to shop.
"Uh oh," P said as she showed me half of the buckle. Somehow we picked a cart that did not have two functioning buckles. I didn't think they would notice.
I easily forgot that they are my husband's daughters. We must follow the rules and obey all safety procedures. How do they know this at 18 months?
"It's okay. It's broken. I'll be right here. You'll be fine."
"Uh oh," P repeated, knowing this response wasn't good enough.
"Oh, look at the lights!" I said, doing my best to distract her.
We first browsed the Christmas trees and decorations, looking at the lights, the garland, the wrapping paper. I was talking to M and P about the excitement of their second Christmas.
"Pri-ttee," P stated as she pointed to the twinkling lights on the Christmas tree on display. "Pri-ttee."
"Oh, so pretty," I replied with growing excitement of the season to come.
We turned down the next aisle and the girls managed to spot . . .
"Elmo!! Elmo!!" They shrieked. It does not matter where we are, they have a serious radar for this red, furry friend. Funny thing is they have never seen Elmo on TV. Only in the books. But they sure do love him. We stopped to play with the Elmo on display and the girls just giggled with joy and delight.
"Say thank you and bye-bye." My secret little trick to keep us moving on when we need to get going. Works like a charm whenever we have to leave the swings at the park.
"Tank choo," M said waving goodbye to Elmo.
"Buh-bye. Buh-bye," P added.
We strolled down the next aisle, but saw nothing that created the same buzz of excitement as Elmo. We cruised to the end. Around the corner, I carefully drove the cart narrowly missing the end cap of the sock display.
From out of nowhere, in unison, the girls shouted, "HIIIII-YYYY!!!"
Now, kids go through many stages. We had the stage of stranger anxiety, but now they love to say "hi" to anyone they see.
I heard a chuckle from an older gentleman who then looked to his wife.
This fueled my two darlings. M flipped her head back, closed her eyes and let out a big, bellowing (albeit fake) laugh. Another stage. When M and P hear laughter, they join in the fun.
"Ha ha ha ha." M looked for a response.
P followed suit. "Ha ha ha."
Again, the man and woman laughed in amusement a little louder.
As do my girls.
As do I. Shaking my head, chuckling in delight.
This little moment. I want to hold on to. Forever.
Thank you for this slice of life. To laugh. To love. To live in this moment.