My company had a special discount for employees, ending today. Because Big Brother and I enjoy the bookstore so much, I arranged to pick him up directly from school today, with the intention of having a snack in the cafe and then splurging a bit on books. I also had $15 in gift certificates to spend, so our splurge would go even a little bit farther. We always have a great time at the bookstore, and I was really looking forward to it. The plan was to shop and then pick Little Sister up from day care – probably a bit early – when we were done.
But when I picked BB up from school, before we were even out of the parking lot, he begged me to pick LS up and take her with us. Begged me. “Please can we go get her, Mom? Because that’s what I’ve been looking forward to all day, getting LS and seeing her.” I tried to talk him out of it. Reminded him that we would have to keep a very good eye on her, that we might not get to stay as long as usual, etc. He persisted, and I relented.
(This is where you figure out that the title of this post is a lie.) I should have gone with my instincts and picked LS up after the bookstore. She wasn’t bad, exactly, but I spent the whole time following her around, keeping her from grabbing things she shouldn’t, putting back things it was OK for her to look at when she was finished with them, etc. Neither BB nor I got to browse as much as we planned, and I didn’t get to look at either of the things I wanted to look at. She was fussy at the register, and then of course the cashier forgot to apply my “bonus bucks” to the transaction – so she had to void and re-ring the entire thing. (No beef with her for that, it was just bad timing.) I had to dig out my employee badge, credit card, membership card – which are all in different spots, of course – and fill out another discount form, sign something else, all while trying to keep LS happy. Ugh.
We did, however, discover that LS loves the triple hot chocolate in the cafe. I think she would have kept drinking as many cups of it as I would give her!