our not so boring trip to the commissary!

OK so the last time I posted was about the "mystery smell" Thankfully there has not been anymore smells lurking around. But there are plenty of other entertaining stories..
School has started THANK GOD! I Thought I was going to have to admit myself to the loony bin for a while. Morgan is now in 2ND grade... How the heck did that happen? she is still my teeny little peanut and as spunky and sassy as ever, at least the eye rolls have stopped, or at least she has just found a way to do it without me seeing. I don't care as long as I don't see it then its not happening.
2 weeks after Morgan started school Logan FINALLY started back at preschool, now its only for 2 hours and 45 minutes a day, but let me tell you... It is the BEST 2 hours and 45 min EVER!! He is still my little how should I say, "trouble Maker."
I took him to the Commissary with me a few weeks ago, and of course it was anything but boring. He was being such a good boy, and big helper. However that did not last as long as I had hoped. Sure enough as were walking down the medicine Isle, he's walking beside the cart and I hear, " OWEEEEEEEEEE!!! MOMMMMMY" Sure enough he's got his entire hand stuck between the metal bars in the shopping cart. My first reaction was " really? why am I not surprised" so I actually just stood there for a few seconds just staring.. Now there are a lot of older people shopping at the commissary at this time, and this older woman sees Logan and takes off running down the isle saying I'll get the Vaseline." Then this other older woman walks by and yells for her husband who comes running down the isle to save the day.. Seriously I'm just laughing thinking to myself " wow this seems like last year when he got his head stuck in the car door window." Shortly after the man comes up Logan manages to turn his hand and pull it out, the woman with the Vaseline Say's "thank God" and pats Logan on the head!! The man gives Logan a high five and wishes me Luck.... He has no idea how much luck I need!