One day while my mom was out grocery shopping she encountered a young mother and her two little girls. This is the story of that encounter that my mom shared with me.
It’s written from my mom’s perspective since it’s her story.
I was in the grocery store, shopping, when a cute, little, dark-haired girl of about 4 years approached my cart and said “Hi”, in that way only happy, little ones can do. I smiled and replied, “Hi, sweetie. How are you?” The little girl was with her mom and older sister.The older girl quickly reprimanded her sister, “You’re not supposed to talk to strangers.” This made me want to smile more, but I held back and said to the older girl, “You’re right, hon. You’re not supposed to talk to strangers.” The little one piped up, “That’s ok. She’s a mom.”
I smiled broadly and said, “Yes, I am.” The little girls’ mother was looking at the shelves, grinning the whole time.
Funny isn’t it? How easy it is to tell a mom out of a crowd?