Mom in a trolley

On Saturday afternoon I was in a mall. I was there with a nosy friend of mine I had bumped on. She asked if I could walk her to Naivas to pick some stuff for her daughter. I didn't hesitate. She's someone you wouldn't mind walking with. She's funny. Your day wouldn't remain the same if you bumped on her. 

We dived from one shelf to another and after ten minutes we had picked nothing from the shelves. At the opposite shelves we noticed a woman with a three year old young daughter in her trolley. Okay I guess she was three, I didn't ask her mom. 

As they passed the shelves the child started crying for some candies  and her mom told her no. She started to whimper and yell. The woman then  said discreetly, "Presently Kate, we simply have half of the walkways left to go through; don't be vexed. Soon!"

In our shopping basket was one pack of diapers. Shopping with women is not an easy task. It's even harder if you're their man. Lucky me. You have a testimony if you've tried this. They don't know what they want to buy, even with a shopping list in their hands. They will still ask you which toilet cleaner should they buy next if the one they have gets finished six months later. Waaah !!

I was more drawn by the woman and her child. I guess she had noticed my eyes were all over them. I wasn't sorry anyway. They were amazing. I felt like I should go and tickle the baby.. abujubujuu

Before long they came to the toys walkway, and her daughter started crying for some. What's more, when told she could never have any, she cried even more. The mom said, "There, there, Kate, don't cry-just two more walkways to go, and afterward we'll be out"  it was amazing how then her daughter would then go silent.

Rose had now taken her shopping seriously at least and had her basket almost full. My friend was Rose. Rose for rose flower. 

The woman got to the counter. We were right behind them now. Kate  the poor daughter  started to cry for chocolates and burst into a horrendous tantrum after finding out there'd be no chocolates bought. The mother calmly said, "Kate, we'll be through this counter in a short time and afterward you can return home and have a decent rest."

By the time they were getting out, we were done and were a few strides behind them at the parking. I was carrying the shopping. Rose hurried and called her, "hey mom"  she praised her. "I couldn't resist the urge to see how patient you were with little Kate, my daughter is just as stubborn as her. I can't stand her" she said. I was now closer to them I said hi to her. She gave us a warm smile and  said, "I'm Kate . . . my daughter's name is Sheila.

Rose looked at her as if she didn't get her right. She then looked at me, blushed and bursted into a loud laughter. The woman laughed too and headed to her car. I was still processing what I heard. This wasn't funny for real but I laughed so hard. Who gets fooled on a sweet Saturday afternoon ?