Columnist Cassandra Walker
I can hardly believe it is back-to-school time again, which means we have to go shopping.
I recently heard a comedian tell how his mother would prepare him and his sister for their trip to the mall.
His story sounded a lot like how we operate in our home.
First there is always a five-minute talk about what is expected when we go into the store.
I look son number four in the eyes and tell him he will NOT be running around, hollering or jumping in and out of the clothing racks.
He seems disappointed but agrees to the terms.
Then I make sure to let son number three know that he will keep his hands and any other objects away from son number four and that they will not fight, scream or stare at each other.
He assures me that there is no problem, he can handle that.
I let them know that we have a list and that we will stick to it.
“Are there any toys on the list?” number four asks.
I remind him that only school supplies and clothing are on the list, this is not Christmas.
We hold hands and I say a prayer, because only God can help me control these kids in the wonderful world of shopping.
By the time we reach the door of the store, I do something that the comedian said his mother did.
I stop my boys, and tell them to listen real closely … then I tell them, “Nobody is hungry!”
Now, let’s go shopping.
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