A trip to the supermarket can be such a challenge with one baby who does not walk and another who only runs — away from you.
To make matters worse, it was raining and the One Who Runs decided she did not want to get out of the car. So after spending a long two minutes negotiating with the little she-devil baby while my back got drenched, I had to walk into a supermarket (not my regular one) that only had the coin operated trolleys. And of course I would not have any coins with me. And of course little Big Baby would want that very same trolley that she could not have. I was going to just sit down on the wet floor and weep brave it out without a trolley when the lady who was about to take the trolley in front of me changed her mind and asked me if I wanted her dollar and offered it to me, making a vague gesture towards the kids!
I was so stunned I just took the dollar and arranged the kids in the trolley. Once that was done I darted from aisle to aisle looking for this lady so I could offer some way of returning the dollar. Sounds silly now that I write it.
Anydollar, I found her and she waved away my offers to pay her back and said “I know how it is with little ones.” I almost cried. I was just having one of those days, and that’s all I needed really.
I just needed a pat on my back.
Go on, call me needy and I’ll hunt you down and smoke you out.
To end the story, I left the trolley with the dollar in it as a sort of pay it forward.
