When your child hits someone in the butt with chocolate...
Dear Madame Shopper:
I am so, so sorry that you got hit in the butt with a six-pack of Hershey's chocolate bars*. I just know that you were trying to find the words to say something kind and witty like, "Well, that's where all the chocolate I eat ends up anyway, ha ha!" But the surprised and mortified look on your face when you turned around to see what had hit you in the butt told me that your mind was just a bit more on alert than is able for coming up with a kind and witty remark.
Anyway, I deeply apologize that my son now thinks it's fun to throw things out of the shopping cart. You were the only person who got hit on this particular shopping trip (despite the fact he threw things out of the cart about seven times). My son wasn't aiming for you -- he's really not that advanced. I am just glad it wasn't the glass container of salad dressing because that could have been messy.
Thank you for understanding.
Ashamedly,
Tropic of Mom
*For the neighbors' children on Halloween. I believe in being nice to the neighbors' kids on Halloween because I don't want any shenanigans on my front lawn. A little candy goes a long way. You believe me, don't you?
I am so, so sorry that you got hit in the butt with a six-pack of Hershey's chocolate bars*. I just know that you were trying to find the words to say something kind and witty like, "Well, that's where all the chocolate I eat ends up anyway, ha ha!" But the surprised and mortified look on your face when you turned around to see what had hit you in the butt told me that your mind was just a bit more on alert than is able for coming up with a kind and witty remark.
Anyway, I deeply apologize that my son now thinks it's fun to throw things out of the shopping cart. You were the only person who got hit on this particular shopping trip (despite the fact he threw things out of the cart about seven times). My son wasn't aiming for you -- he's really not that advanced. I am just glad it wasn't the glass container of salad dressing because that could have been messy.
Thank you for understanding.
Ashamedly,
Tropic of Mom
*For the neighbors' children on Halloween. I believe in being nice to the neighbors' kids on Halloween because I don't want any shenanigans on my front lawn. A little candy goes a long way. You believe me, don't you?
posted by Holly at 7:16 AM
9 Comments:
Ooo no!
Got to love those embarrassing moments!
Oh, that sounds familiar. The embarrassment we endure for these tiny people.
I love the "that's where the chocolate ends up anyway" bit. Don't you wish she had actually said that? And of course I believe the candy is for the neighbors! *wink* We have "neighbor kids" who just can't get enough of Hershey kisses, too.
I remember those days, I think it was can of mushrooms mine threw. He didn't hit anyone though!
LOL! My son also just discovered throwing things out of the cart. Wonderful phase :) Luckily we haven't hit anyone with anything yet.
I had 3 white turtle necks in my cart at Target yesterday, and thanks to my 1 year old found myself at the check register with only 1. And no clue where the other two ended up. Aren't kids great!
ahahahaha, That poor lady. The wayI figure it, if people have kids, they understand. If they don't have kids, they will never understand.
Haha, good point (about the chocolate ending up there anyway). I was standing in line one day when a 2 or 3yo boy came up to me and put his hands firmly on my butt, one on each cheek. His grandfather (I assume) was SO embarrassed, but I just chuckled.
Who knows, maybe your son has more aim than you know. Perhaps baseball will be in his future. I never had and still lack aim, so...
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