What happens when you take little ones to Ikea? Well, anything can happen, that's the whole point I guess.
We decided to take our entire family to Ikea last Saturday. We weren't there to just browse, no we were actually going out of necessity which is why it wasn't the BEST idea to take the entire crew. If any of you have been to Ikea, especially on a Saturday, then you know what I mean when I say it was packed like sardines.
Den dropped us all off at the door. It wasn't a quick drop off with all the kids to pull out of carseats, a baby carseat to grab, and the "don't go anywhere without it" diaper bag. Once inside we grabbed a couple of baskets to push around with Roman in one and Boaz in the other. However, Boaz's carseat rocked back and forth while we pushed the basket around all the corners and pretty soon he was cartsick and he threw up. Poor baby! It was one way to kick off the shopping experience.....lol
Now to our two year old. We had finally arrived at the bed section. The beds were all made up cozily in this area, and we had found a daybed that we were drooling over when I turned to see that Roman wasn't right beside us anymore. I announced to the family, "Roman is gone!" Everyone stopped what they were looking at and began to scan the large warehouse, but, thankfully, in the next bed over was our little prince. You see, he had found a bed that was quite appealing to him and so he stripped off his socks, shoes, shirt, and jacket and had climbed under the blankets and was laying on the pillow with his bare chest exposed. He was drowsily laying there with one arm behind his head and his eyes closed. I laughed and so did Den. As people walked by they giggled to see all his miniature clothes piled on the floor, and his sleepy body tucked in half naked. I persuaded him to rise, and explained that although there were beds EVERYWHERE this wasn't where we were going to actually nap. He smiled agreeably and we began to put his clothes back on his chubby body parts. As we continued to redress him the families that walked by found a great deal of humor in it. This is when I wished that I had my camera, because only a two year old has the innocence to do such a thing and get away with it.
Needless to say, we got through the Ikea experience with a few more hiccups and left with our goodies in hand. We got quite a few things on our list, but I must say that when we have to make our second run it will be with only one little boy in tow.....Boaz.