Monday, September 30, 2013

How I Became Known as the Whore of Target

My kids have it in for me in Target.  There was the time Hudson yelled “Daddy, that’s not nice!  Don’t hit Mommy!” in Target when he was about 2-yrs old and I was very pregnant.  There was the time both of them decided to yell pecker.  Now this.

I was grocery shopping with Kenzie.  We had just turned our cart down an aisle when a man, early 20s, turned at the same time and our carts nearly collided. I apologized and let him by.  As he was walking down the aisle, Kenzie takes off a few feet in his direction and yells, “Sorry!  SORRY!  I SAID SORRY!”

That’s not the embarrassing part.  This is.

After he didn’t answer she turned around to look at me with a sad face and said, “Mommy, I don’t think that was my daddy.”

Yeah, there were a lot of people around when she said this.  A lot of people who now think I am so unsure of her baby daddy, that there could be that many, that we randomly look for him in public places.

And that is how I became known as the Whore of Target.

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