Shoe Shopping

I knew it was a mistake.  I'm not a first year mom.  Taking 5 kids into the shoe store is not a good idea.  But desperate times call for desperate matters.  Madeline needed shoes for Regional Choir concert for Saturday.  Hopefully, I'll remember to pick up her dress today.  The hem had to be let out 2 1/2 inches from last year.  By the way she was ranked 11 out of 180.  Not so shabby.  So, into the shoe store we go.  Camille is wearing sparkling, silver stilletos.  Lucas is racing BG around in the shopping cart, trying to bump into the runway model Camille and the easy victim N.  Madeline is oblivious to everything except finding shoes.  I spot the boots from the ad flyer that I had caught my eye and grab them. I think I tried one on.  Mad gets her shoes and we are out of there.  N won't hold my hand and gives me the evil eye.  Camille races ahead with glee since she doesn't have to hold my hand and she loves rubbing that factor in.  Mad scoops up BG from the cart and we make it to the van.  All in all, no permanent damage to the store or the kids.  We did it!