Overheard in the Produce Dept. at Valli Foods this afternoon...
Mom: OK, OK, it's Johnny's turn to push the cart this time. THIS is John...YOU are not John...capish?
Miss Cee: [unintelligible murmuring]
John: [smugly smirking; raises eyebrows in an undeniable gloat] Mmmm-hmmmm....
Mom: [distractedly searching for sun-dried tomatoes]--- are you guys getting along?...I need an answer!...John!!! What happened to your nose?
John: What do you mean?
Mom: I mean that little bloody scratch on the bridge of your cute nose...
John: Oh, it's not that bad...
Mom: Where's the Usual Suspect....Cecily? Cecily, come here now!!!
Miss Cee: [sheepishly appearing from around the berry display] Yes, Mommy?
Mom: Did you scratch John again??...Did you scratch his nose right here?...I'm listening, but I'm not hearing you answer!...
Miss Cee: Well, I didn't do it today...
Mom: But you DID it, didn't you??? [glancing at John who is unconvincingly trying to portray nonchalance]
Miss Cee: Well, it's kind of hard to say...because I'm not really scratching him THIS week...
Raising my eyes heavenward in disgust, I spy an older lady trying to refrain from smiling...at least SOMEONE was amused...
You are a nice mommy..I just told the kids I was pushing the cart..and I made them hang on to it as well so I could keep track of them.
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