Which I know is a lot to take in, in a one-second glance, but believe me, mothers are multitaskers. -Mini Shopaholic Written by Sophie Kinsella
In Memory of Reesy (Reese's Cup) November 1999-September 24, 2010
I grab my carrier bags and leg it furioursly after Minnie, who has already disappeared into the Action Man section. God, I don’t know why we bother training all these athletes for the Olympics. We should just field a team of toddlers.
As I catch up with her, I’m panting. I really have to start my postnatal exercises sometime.
Kinsella, Sophie, author. Mini Shopaholic. New York: The Dial Press, 2010.
I have never had to chase any of my children in a public or private establishment. I never knew I had a killer look. When in high school, my middle child said he knew he would not survived if he misbehaved in a public forum. I prefer to believe that he behaved because of my training and not because of any threat of any retribution. Once when he was five wanted a toy from a toy store. I never gave anything to a child when they started crying for it. I had to physically carry him out of the store kicking and screaming.
Once you give in to them, it’s the beginning of the end. I’ve got mine well-trained.
Even at the age of five when I told him he was worshiping the toy, he was insulted and said, “I am not!.” That same child is now a man, a very honorable man who has a heart that is a prize of value to all.
That honorable man
