WT speaks out!

I have been feeling like a total WT the last couple of days. Going beyond my norm to feel extraordinarily WT. For those of you who don't know what that means WT= white trash. The feelings began when I was at the thrift store yesterday. Adam was crying and the girls were running around like they were at a McDonald's play place. I kept trying to involve them in the process of looking for cute things for Adam and themselves but they insisted on running rampant like a bunch of hoodlums. Finally I decided to change Adams diaper, hoping he would stop crying so I could look for a couple of things on my thrift store list. It didn't work, he was hungry. Rather than stop looking for great thrift store bargains on half price day, I decided to nurse him while I looked. Yes you are right, that is a very WT thing to do, added to the fact that I have 3 little mismatched self-clothed girls running around the store ignoring their pleading mother who is begging them to stay by the stroller. I was covered by a blanket and probably would have been able to finish without feeling too trashy, when all of a sudden...BAM. I knew one of mine were involved. So I quickly lay Adam in his car seat, pull my shirt down and run. All the while my milk is pouring out all over my shirt. I come around the corner and Jane is on the floor with a headboard and foot board laying on the ground beside her. I grab her and run back over to Adam so I can take the blanket off his face and stop my milk from gushing everywhere. You say, can it get any more WT than that? Yes, I say, yes.
Then the saga continues, today I am so tired...(I do have an 8 week old and 4 others, so I can be tired every now and then) when I remember I have to replace a movie from the library that Elly broke and return 4 others. They are a dollar a day each, so I have to do it today. It was 4:30 and I load all the kids in the car. We get to Target and Elly is a total mess, crying, yelling, stomping. For some reason all the kids like to go total berserko when we go to any store. So people are looking at me because I have 5 kids, I look hammered, they look hammered and they are acting like complete loonatics. Not only do I feel what they are thinking, they are probably right. I have way too many kids to be in public, where people should act a certain way and that way is the complete opposite than the way my kids are acting. So I get out of the store, Elly is running one way, Skyler and Kaely another. I have Jane and Adam in the stroller, cars are all over. I say come on, stay by me, your gonna get run over, people are looking at me like I am WT and I am feeling it, when Kaely jumps in front of the stroller. I run over the back of her foot and she screams bloody murder. That is the pinnacle of my WT moment. I wondered why I had brought my misbehaving children in public when I am too tired to handle it. So the moral of the story, I don't know, I am too tired. If you think of one let me know.