Yes, Mom…
Just returned from going to the super with Belle. She’s SUCH a Mom.
As we were walking out she turned towards me and queried “Do you have a foodtown card?”
I simply shrugged and responded “Nope.”
Apparently unsatisfied with this answer, she gestured at the wall “Go grab an application form, they’re over there.”
I glanced where she was pointing and frowned “Nah, I’m alright.”
Before the words had even finished leaving my mouth she had started walking towards the wall where the forms were, an exasperated expression on her face. I turned to follow her progress “Wait.. why are you.. you don’t have to… why would I want a foodtown card?”
She thrust the form into my hands and turned on her heel, briskly departing the store with me trailing in her wake. “This is a posh area, so everything is expensive” she explained.
Apparently I’m getting a foodtown card.
