I used to be one of those. I would go shopping just to get out of the house, and I would buy things because they were such a steal. Target and Kohl's were my stomping grounds. Nicholas is the one who accompanied me most of the time because the other two were in school. (When he started kindergarten, he had shopping withdrawals and often reminsced about "the places where he used to push the carts around.") I would run into familiar faces and Nicholas would receive a lot of positive attention. My appetite for adult conversation would be sated. When I crossed paths with another mommy, we would practically grab each other and hold on for dear life; or I would simply stand back and observe the exchange of dialogue between the needy.
"Hey you over there, stop for a second. Don't I know you?" One would say.
"Umm, you do look a little familiar."
Scoping eyes would roll from head to foot and when the mommies decided they were similar, a real conversation would begin.
|The boys' new bunk beds|
Now someone will get those things I spent money on to save money, the unused items, from Goodwill.