Scenario: Me and the kids at Kmart in the beverage/pudding aisle. Rylan's sitting in the buggy eating cheese puffs, Landon's riding on the front of the buggy, I stop at the Spaghetti O's. Short mexican guy comes speedwalking beside Landon's end of the buggy. Reaches up on the shelf and starts ripping open a brand new carton of Red Bull...takes out two...sticks them under his arm...speedwalks around Landon and keeps going.
Landon: ::watching the Mexican walk out of the aisle:: ::stares at me:: Holy cuss. Did he seriously just steal those drinks mama?
Me: ::my mouth dropped open and eyes wide:: Uhm...well...yeah Landon. I think he just did.
Rylan: ::chewing on cheese puffs looking at us both::
Landon: He's soooo going to hell for that, ain't he mama?
Me: That's for God to decide baby, not us. Let's go tell someone what we saw.
::explaining to associate what we saw::
Associate: ::looks at Landon:: That wasn't very nice of that man was it? He was bad, huh?
Landon: Yeah, he's real bad. But...well...mom's kinda bad too because my little brother dropped a whole bunch of cheese puffs in your floor, in the toys, and...well...my mom...well she didn't pick them up. She kicked them underneath the racks.
Me: ::looking at lady::
Associate: ::looking at me::
Me: I have nothing to say to that.
Associate: ::smiles:: That's ok. ::walks away::
Me: ::staring at Landon::
Landon: ::looking at me:: What?! You always say to tell the truth.
Me: Maybe next time you should wait and tell the truth AFTER I buy your toy.
Landon: ::looks puzzled:: I have a lot to learn don't I mama?
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