Why do you see the worst parenting at the grocery store?
Like today. Some negligent mom was loading up on one of her favorite flours which happens to be on sale this week. I mean, I guess it was her favorite flour. Anyway, so her kid (who looked to be a month shy of 3 yrs old) climbs under the cart on her hands and knees. Again, this mom is just ho-humming it across the aisle–totally oblivious. And her kid’s knees slip through the grate on the bottom of the cart. You guessed it. Kid is stuck.
Small towns love this kind of drama. The crowd that gathered was quick to offer all sorts of helpful solutions. One even suggested calling the fire department. Strangely not a single grocery store employee offered to help.
I have to say, that kid was really cute. She was saying, “I don’t need help, anybody. It’s not very comfy. But don’t touch me.”
This mom clearly doesn’t deserve such a brilliant and calm kid. I guess maybe 20 minutes passed before the tot was finally free. She only yelled when anyone touched her. Independent little thing was determined to “do it by myself.”
Sheesh. I hope that mom learned a lesson. I would be mortified if that happened to me.