Load the car.... Mason starts screaming (and I do mean SCREAMING) in his best autistic impression (so REPEATEDLY, as in the ENTIRE way there) "I WANT MONSTER TRUCK!!!!!" Too bad I don't know how to insert audio because I'd happily let you all share in the pain!
After an unbelievably stressful ride to TRU, we enter the store. In the first few minutes we find Mason's truck. Yes, shockingly he quickly picked out a Monster Truck.
We then had to travel backa nd forth between the Hot Wheels aisle and Batman aisle for Matthew. Matthew settled on a Batman/Superman combo that was labeled $7.99 which was right up his price range contributing his birthday cash and using his $3 gift card.
Except, having things this straight forward just doesn't work. I mean, that is NOT how my life goes. So, because this was me and because I had ALL three children with me and my nerves were SHOT, when we got to the register the Batman toy rang up $14 -- more than we had to spend. After my quick explanation that the toy was hanging on an arm labeled $7.99 an after repeated screams from Mason who now thinks we may be bailing on the whole "buy him a toy" trip, the sales lady took pity and gave us the toy for $7.99. We quickly pay and leave and hop in the car.
BUT, is the tale of our trip to Hell over? Of course not! We get home and as I am trying to pry these toys out of their adult proof packaging, Mead takes our money jar (you know the one with all of our loose change?) off the counter and drops it. Matthew takes his toy out and IT BREAKS!!!!!!!! Mead's reaction (and his pitiful haircut he received from my father):
So, here is Mason, who is finally happy with his monster truck.
As if the day had not been eventful enough, Matthew took his toy out of the box (see below):
And his toy which BROKE and had to be glued back together:
My conclusion.... Toys R Us is EVIL!!!!!!!



