Yesterday, as we were waiting in the “Customer Service” line at Walmart, my children grew more and more impatient. This, of course, led to them finding entertainment in the obstacle course of shopping baskets, which the store uses to return items to their correct places. Grayson was doing his usual daredevil stunts on a big metal dolly. Right as I was telling him to get off so he wouldn’t get hurt, his foot catches between the metal bars, and he goes smashing, head first into the floor.
Luckily, there was no blood… just tears and a nice little goose egg.
Today, we faithful customers of Sam Walton, returned to Walmart for a second round of pain and anguish. Laycee has one of those car seat carriers that snaps into the cart. Apparently, I didn’t get it snapped in all the way, because as we were going over the first bumps into the store, her car seat flipped over and nearly spilled over onto the floor. It was one of those horrifying moments where time slows down as you watch your child in mortal danger. Luckily, the carrier teetered precariously in the seat part of the basket, and we caught it just before it, and our INFANT DAUGHTER, toppled to the floor.
And then… we were back at the safety of our minivan, preparing to get the kids in the car. Our van has the automatic door openers, and we didn’t notice that our shopping cart was in the way of it’s course. Right as Grayson was climbing into the car, the receding door bumped into the very corner of our basket, which launched it forward straight into Grayson’s forehead, which forced the opposite end of his head to smash into the doorway.
Luckily, there was just a little blood…. And tears… and a nice little goose egg.
We should sue Walmart for emotional and physical damages. Or we should just learn our lesson and never go back. Or just make our kids wear helmets, and other protective wear. Or we can just be grateful that we don’t have the hospital on speed dial… yet.
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