There are times when I have it all together. I take my crew of 3 to Target and stroll like I’m Princess Kate – Latte in hand, well behaved children in tow, life is grand. Then, there are other times… We get done with gymnastics and I have exactly .7 seconds to grab that last minute grocery item before my off spring turn into satan’s spawn and start witching at every customer within earshot that they are HANGRY and need lunch NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

So sometimes, when at Target, I go for the secret weapon: Popcorn.

Haters gonna hate, but on this particular day, mama got her shop on. I also got the larger size of popcorn and threw in some Cheez-Its so this counted AS lunch.

Grand slam.

Mama drop the mic.