Worst Day EVER

I took the kids shopping today, to pick up some things for Tylers birthday. We only went to 2 stores and were only gone for a few hours. You'd think I was dragging them all over town all day by the way Reagan was acting. She threw the biggest fit she has ever thrown, ever. Literally, ever. She was FREAKING OUT!! And by her freaking out, of course Kennedy is getting upset too. Because when Reagan freaks out she flails her arms and hits/spits anything within her reach i.e. Kennedy.
I was being so nice, and even picked the gigantic cart with the two seats in front, they LOVE that cart. But that wouldn't even help. She was bawling and kicking and hitting and spitting through the whole store. I tried getting her a toy, a "guy" (stuffed animal) I even tried to let her pick a new dress out. Nothing was working.
Thank goodness Lincoln was sleeping through it all. It's hard enough trying to fit groceries in my cart with Lincolns carseat in there. His carseat is the biggest one they make, really, THE biggest. I had to finnish shopping or I would have just left. I was SO nice, I didn't yell, I tried bribing her with everything and every time she hit I made sure to tell her very nicely to be nice and that we need to love eachother, all while consoling Kennedy.
It was awful. So we finally make it to the check out, and there are only 4 cashiers, 2 of which are 10 items or less ... yea right. So I wait FOREVER. While checking out, I put Reagans (who is full out screaming as loud as possible by now) shoes on and have her give me a hug, which she gladly does, suprisingly, and then I let her look at the toy display in front of our lane.
When I was almost finnished checking out, a lady about my age with her two boys, comes up and says "I just wanted to let you know, that you handled that very well. Mother's unite!" I said thanks and made small talk about how they're usually so good, unless they all freak out at the same time etc. And she just kept saying I did a really good job at handleing the situation.
Then I started walking to the car, and lost it. I cried all the way home. What an adventure. And to think that someone saw the whole thing, and thought I handled it well. I guess I feel like a good mom, for not losing my cool and being as nice as possible. I've been trying really hard to give time outs and not yell lately. It's good to know that someone noticed, even if that someone isn't my own children, who continue to throw fits in public.
side note - Lincoln, the angel, was so good. As I was walking out to the car, he started whimpering and I noticed that when I had put the milk in the front seat of the cart, his toe had gotten stuck under it. So owey stuck he was bleeding. My son was bleeding and wasn't even crying. Why can't my girls be less whiney?!
2nd side note - so what do we do on the way home. Why I take them to Arctic Circle of course. To reward them for their wonderful behavior, duh. Actually I was tired and didn't want to make lunch. Plus I had coupons. And I don't feel bad one bit!