So…Imani loves coming food shopping with me. I’ve never not used a trolley because for a small family we buy a lot of food and it’s always needed.
Imani loves it because I pretend she’s the driver and that the driver has the the most important job (she likes being the boss! Lol)
On this particular day we had done most of the shopping the day before and only needed a few bits. Famous last words!
We’d had a great day, she was in a good mood, I didn’t need much so off we we go without a trolley to get a ‘few bits’!
I grabbed one of those hand baskets on wheels and start down the isles.
“Imani stay close to mummy and help me find what we need…can you find the grapes?” (her favourite)
All of a sudden the grapes get lobbed into the basked along with numerous items we don’t need!
“No we don’t need this” I explain whilst putting them back and seeing Imani, out the corner of my eye, now attempting to pick up a whole watermelon bigger than her!
“Darling leave that…lets go to a different isle now”
Half an isle in and I’m already starting to get a little flustered and can see how the rest is gonna go.
My own stubbornness stops me from going back to get a trolley that and the fact it initially looked easier to continue without!
For some reason either the floor was extra slippy or her shoes where like ice skates on ice…BANG head over heels she goes!!
She’s fine…jumps up and carries on as if nothing has happened.
“Imani the floor is slippy so stop running and jumping please”
No response…she carries on.
1, 2, 3 more slips onto her backside!
“Imani STOP running that’s the 4th time you’ve fell over and I don’t want you to hurt yourself”
She temporarily stops and decides to try and take the glass jar foods off the shelf of which I only just caught before she dropped it!
“Leave the jars baby it’s glass and we don’t need them”
I’m now semi guiding her by holding onto her hood, whilst she jumps up and down, whilst pulling the now heavy basket (which has more things in than ‘just a few’) with wheels that do NOT coordinate in the same direction!
I look at my shopping list…I need three more things, all on different isles.
Imani makes a break for it…runs and skids on her knees down the isle like PT Barnum does in the greatest showman dance! (She loves that bit )
She then gets up, takes another hop skip and jump and falls on her bum, in front of someones trolley.
The gentlemen says “opps!” and smiles at Imani.
She gets embarrassed and now wants me to pick her up!
I look back at my list…”forget it…I can’t be bothered lets go!”
“I can’t pick you up right now hold my hand instead”
After a little song and dance in the isle because I can’t carry her she finally agrees and holds my hand.
I have my handbag over my shoulder pulling an uncontrollable basket and holding Imani’s hand walking towards the till like the hunchback of Notre Damn.
“Do you want to help Mummy put the shopping on the belt?”
She starts unloading the basket and slamming the food onto the belt (she’s quite heavy handed lol)
People look around and give me the ‘Ah isn’t she so good and helpful’ look.
I smile back and think ‘don’t be fooled mate!’
The food is on and Imani is now doing what I can only describe as a hanging leg raise off the side of the checkout.
In doing so she discovers an opening underneath the belt of which she decides to stick her hand in.
“Don’t put your hand in there it might get stuck”
She does it again.
“Don’t put your hand in there!”
“Right that’s it! We’re never coming shopping again without a trolley!!!”
I pick her up and hold her whilst she moans and groans about going back down!
The cashier gives me a reassuring smile as if to say ‘it’s hard isn’t it?’
I smile back as if to say ‘I just wanna get out of here!’