Sunny and I go grocery shopping every Monday together after school. I love doing this together as I hate grocery shopping by myself and Sunny makes everything more fun. She thinks she’s being super helpful as she’s putting things in our grocery cart while knocking down half of the produce section, but I don’t mind because she’s so cute about it.
As a parent, it’s obviously very important to teach your kids right from wrong. So when Sunny asks to eat a banana at the store or open a juice, I tell her that she can do that as long as she knows we have to pay for it and she can’t just take it or that would be called stealing.
Lately, if I open a packet of seaweed and start munching on it or open a bottle of water, she’s started making annoying comments like, “I hope you know you have to pay for that” or “There’s a security guard right there and he knows you’re stealing.” So I calmly explain to her that I have no intention of taking anything that doesn’t belong to me without paying for it at the cash register when we pay for the rest of our groceries.
The other day, I put two bouquets of flowers in my grocery cart and while Sunny was throwing random food in the cart that I secretly always take out later, she was squishing the bouquets and some of the petals began to fall off. When I went to pay for my groceries, I asked if I could replace one of the bouquets with a different one as one of them was seriously busted at this point. The guy at the register charged me for both bouquets and told me to go get a new one to replace the broken one on my way out.
So on my way out I pulled a brand new bouquet off the shelf. As I’m exiting, Sunny says loudly and in front of the security guard, “Mommy, we didn’t pay for those flowers, you’re stealing!” I smiled and explained what had happened and she just kept saying, “We already paid for everything and now your just taking those flowers.” As we walked to the car, the security guard came out of the store and asked to see my receipt. At this point I start fumbling in my purse and Sunny keeps saying, “Mommy, you can’t steal things.”
There is no reason why I shouldn’t be able to find my receipt, seeing as the cashier gave it to me not 15 seconds ago but of course my purse is a bottomless pit of receipts, fliers, Sunny’s art from school and diapers so I cant seem to find anything. Now I have this guy saying something into his walkie talkie and Sunny goes from ratting me out to like real quiet real quick. She thinks hes taking me to jail as I try and explain the situation. Finally, the guy at the cash register walks out and says everything is cool so the security guard lets me go. As we get back to the car and I strap Sunny in, she looks at me all serious and says, “Just drive.”