Parents-To-Be Make Me Laugh

The other day Grace and I were in Target to get a birthday present for one of her friends. As we're in line to check out, the pregnant couple in front of us start talking to Grace. They ask her all of the usual questions, tell me she's beautiful, etc., etc.  All the things naive parents-to-be talk about to other parents.

The lady in front of us checking out has her grandson in the front of the shopping cart, who's obviously teething. He's happy as a clam knawing on the metal handle. The pregnant wife is smiling in that way you know she's judging.

 

The lady finishes checking out and pushes the cart with her grandson out the store. As soon as the lady is out of earshot, the wife turns to the husband and says:

"Our child will never be in a shopping cart without a cover and most certainly will not chew on the handle! I bet she didn't even disinfect it!"

She looks over at me for confirmation and I just knowingly nod.

My knowing nod translates into: "Lady, you just wait. You'll be so tired after this baby you'll just hope you remembered to brush your teeth and put on deoderant before you walked out the door."

At this point I will happily induct her into the wonderful world of my Mother of the Year Award.