It started off innocent enough. We were doing a quick run to the shops to get some more Nurofen, milk and strawberries. The two year old was in her Nurofen daze, where she thinks that she is 100 percent better and not the fever stricken mess that was shivering in my arms 1 hour ago and wanted to walk. I had no choice but to bring her to the shops, because the Nurofen wasn't going to get to my house itself.
I don't like it when the 2 year old wants to get out of the trolley and walk around the shops. This is because walking, means making a bee-line to the nearest confectionary stand and then an arm wrestle to the death, as I try and pry her bounty out of her sweaty little baby grip. She was in no shape to walk today, so when she asked, I decided to pull the "its hot card". You know where you lie to your child by telling them they can't touch it because it's too hot…. She looked at me as if to say, what have you been smoking and told me "not hot, no sun". For a 2 year old she is quite smart. She knows that outside is usually hot from her experiences with the concrete and the deck at our house. So I did what any self respecting mother would do, I put Peppa Pig on my phone and gave it to her.
I got my 2 items and also an extra 30 other things that I realised I needed in my trolley as we passed them. I made a dash to the checkout and as usual for a Saturday, there were no checkouts without a line behind them. I choose one with the least amount of people to stand behind and waited patiently. A little old lady (satan) lined up behind me and started talking to the 2 year old. The 2 year old was in a trance watching Peppa Pig but managed to look up and give the lady a bit of stink eye (she is not the most friendly child) and then as her eyes went back to the phone ,she spied some smarties at the checkout next to us.
MINE! MINE! PLEASE MUM, PLEASE MUM.
I knew that a full blown tantrum or melt down was well on the way, so I opened up my purse and said "No Money! We can't get one. Sorry Bubba".
The two year old is used to her mum being out of cash when she wants things. Especially those $2 rides strategically located every 15m in a shop. I will let her have one ride a month and will always say "No money" when she asks to ride again. For some reason she understands this.
So when I said "no money", she went "oh no".
This was when the sweet little lady behind us said, "I will get her some smarties if you have no change, she is too cute too be sad".
I turned and thanked her so much for her generous offer. I was honestly blown away by her generosity but said, "I'm trying to reduce her sugar at the moment, so thats why I wasn't getting her the smarties, but thanks so much for your kindness, it is so appreciated".
At this point the 2 year old starts crying loudly.
The old lady says, "Well let me get her a packet of sultanas then, my daughter gives them to her little one and they are healthy."
I should have said "That would be lovely and left it at that. I should have said a thousand things other than "no thanks, we don't give her dried fruit either".
She then launched into a huge lecture about how she is 78 and has eaten dried dates, apricots, apple, sultanas, pear and the souls of people who quit fructose for her whole life and there is nothing wrong with her. She is sick to death of all of these new age diets. When she was a child you couldn't afford sweets so you didn't eat them. But there is nothing wrong with anything in moderation. People these days have no self control.
I agreed with her and said that we do allow her to have treats, but try to limit them and I never give them to her at shopping because I don't want her to associate grocery shopping with getting her sugar hit. I then tried to add some humour by saying "or she will end up with a shopping addiction, a maxed out credit card and a trolley full of smarties". The lady saw no humour in this and went on to tell me (lecture me loudly) that the sugar in dried fruit is perfectly healthy because it is fruit, no added table sugars.
I realised that I had of course picked the slowest bloody checkout and could see no quick way to exit. I tried to smooth things over by saying once again how kind it was of her to offer and I agree with what she is saying, but this is a lifestyle change for us and we are just learning. She replied "well it is ridiculous!!" Before I could say anything else, she then went into full lecture mode and starting using some crazy hand gestures, that instead of worrying about what my child puts in her mouth, I should focus more on getting her outside. In her day, they were up before the sun came up doing chores and when they got home from school they had more chores to do and on the weekends they would go exploring the mountains and they never had an ounce of fat on them. They didn't have to worry about sugars,especially from fruit.
Luckily by then my groceries were being scanned and I could pretend to look through my handbag for my wallet. After I paid, I turned around and said, thanks for the chat and I truly do appreciate your kind gesture and her parting words were
"wake up to yourself with this sugar nonsense, its not good for you or the little one" and she finished it with a dramatic hand gesture of "get away from me/ hurry along now"
I wasn't mad or insulted, I just walked away thinking "Sh*t this is going to make an excellent story for my blog!!"
Happy Saturday beautiful people!!
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