Yes, that’s right! IKEA. I was talking to my dad and he does NOT share my love for IKEA. In fact, I think he was trying to figure out why I was dumb enough to take 3 little kids there. By myself. Well, they did GREAT! The only little snafu we had was when I didn’t do my homework before promising them something and had to do a little backtracking. :(
I went to get something to take care of one of the projects that I have had on my list for quite some time. I found what I needed, when it is done I will post pictures. Right now I need Joe’s muscle to finish and he is a little swamped at work. Patience is a virtue, or so they tell me.
Here are a few pictures of our time there…
The kitchen. Yes, HUGE draw. Surprisingly enough, Jake liked it almost as much as the trains. The girls were going absolutely bananas over the tiny little everything. Can I also add that the play kitchenware there is extremely solid and well made? I was looking at something that could have come out of my kitchen and been hit by a shrink ray. Really heavy duty stuff! Anyway, they liked all of it and I lost track of how many bowls of “soup” I had to eat.
The little beds. Every time we go Hannah becomes Goldilocks and has to try out every.single.bed that they have. Yes, it gets old. She prefers the little ones and will go so far as to get under the covers of them all, make sure that the pillow is appropriately fluffed, close her eyes, and loudly inform me that she is “seepin”. When the older kids and I were ready to move on Goldilocks was NOT. I did have the double stroller with me so I went to get her, put her in, she promptly slid out and ran, arms flailing back to the beds. It was at that moment that I was cursing the fact that I was the only parent present. Lily and Jacobs peals of laughter did not help my cause so I ended up carrying her like a football under one arm and pushing our seen better days double stroller with the two big kids sitting proudly in it. Apparently they decided that their legs were broken right at that moment. I am sure that I was the butt of many a joke from the 1200 IKEA employees that I saw wandering around. Did I mention that the elevator was broken too?
There were very few shoppers and I saw something there that I have never seen before. They were setting up the rooms. Whenever we have gone in the past it has always been on a Saturday or Sunday. I guess that those must be their busiest days because everything is always perfect. Yesterday they had “rooms” blocked off with caution tape, they were painting the accent “walls” different colors and rearranging pretty much everything. It was really interesting to see them setting it all up.
So, after the showroom when we were getting to the “boring” part of the gigantic gallery (Lily’s words) I promised the kids that I would get them the $1 frozen yogurt cones that they sell right as you are leaving the store. They did remarkably well and were very patient and I felt like treating them for being so sweet so we made it through, purchases in tow, got to the counter and SHOCK, HORROR. The machine was “Out of Order” and they were not selling them at all that day. So, now I have 3 kids, all having spent the last hour salivating and anticipating and there was no follow through. Awesome parenting there Mary! I apologized/begged their forgiveness for lying to them, got them in the car and we drove the 92 miles back to Watseka. I stopped at McDonalds and got them a milkshake, which at 5:00 became their dinner. Do I need to say it again? Awesome parenting! Oh well, a little splurge now and then didn’t hurt anyone right?? When I told Joe that I was getting them for the kids he wanted one too so we got shakes all around. Hannah shared the coppee with me. ;)
I find it dangerous to go there because I see so many things that set my mind spinning. I could do this… I could do that… That’s not just me right?? Joe was thankful that I stuck to my list and got only what I went there for. I think he panicked when he saw the HUGE bag of stuff that he had to carry into the house because it was almost too heavy for me to lift. The sigh of relief when I told him that it was all for my mom was audible. :)