Last Friday, in my quest to buy an interesting present for a friend's birthday, I dragged my kids to some cute little boutiques in the old part of town. I had Jordan in his carrier and let Lexi roam free. Even though this is not my preferred way to shop, little boutiques don't tend to keep the aisles clear for strollers.
In the first store, Lexi had to point at everything and make comments. By the time we made our way around the store, the ladies at the register were snickering. They told me that she is quite the talker. I just laughed & said, "Yes, she is non-stop!"
We went into the second place & it was pretty much the same thing, except that they had several breakable items so I had to keep reminding her not to touch. There was a group of well dressed women (baby boomer age) having a meeting in the middle of the store. I think they owned it. I did my best to keep the volume of Lexi's chatter down with no amount of success. Somehow, I found a gift and got us all to the front. As we were leaving, Lexi turned to the ladies to say good bye and make this announcement, "I have caca in my panties!" They all stared at me over their posh reading glasses even though Lexi had given them a HUGE smile.
It is one of those moments when you realize the best thing to do is politely nod and say, "With that, it is time to go." I am glad that I don't have any reason to go back there for a while!
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