Wal-Mart Parking lot

The kids and I had to do a Wal-Mart run on Saturday afternoon. Just by chance, I happened to get an awesome parking spot. Zane was completely hideous inside the store, he threw one tantrum after the next. The real kicker was when I wouldn't let him see the 'fishys' because he'd been warned that if he didn't stop having tantrums he wouldn't get to see them. So he screamed from before we started checking out until after we got home--lovely. Ok, so that isn't the point of this post.

Anyways, so here I am, a mom with 4 kids, pushing a cart full of grocerys out to my car. As soon as I reach our van a lady driving down the isle decides to stop and wait for my spot. Seriously?!?! I mean I had just barely gotten to my van, it's going to be a while to get all my kids/grocerys loaded up. She could have parked in the farthest parking space in the entire parking lot and walked into the store before I was finished. I had two boys to buckle in car seats, one of which was in the midst of a huge tantrum and doing everything in his power not to get buckled. After I got the boys buckled I started putting the grocerys in the trunk. I refused to hurry as I put them in. It probably took more than 5 mintues from the time we got to the car until we actually left our spot. I love finding good parking spaces, but I refuse to wait in order to get them.