My kids and I were at Costco one day about three years ago and we were finally on our way out. It had been a tiring and trying time, since I was wrangling both boys myself. Max was 4 and Charlie was almost 3. Max kept trying to add things to the cart, and Charlie kept trying to eat everything in the cart. Even the constant flow of samples wasn't keeping him happy.
I was pushing the cart with Charlie
riding in it and holding Max's hand as we exited the store. I
accidentally stepped on Max's shoe lace, pulling his shoe off entirely.
He bumped his food on the cart and started to cry. I apologized for
stepping on his shoe, pulled him back onto the sidewalk and helped him
get his shoe back on.
An older woman who must
have seen the whole thing, came over to me as I was hugging Max and
drying his tears. She told me that I was doing a good job being a mom.
She said that other parents would have yelled at their kid and to see me
apologize to him made her happy.
It was a
simple thing that she did, but it cheered me immensely. It was just what
I needed to hear and I will never forget it. I've tried to pass it
forward, by talking with other moms and slipping in compliments. I hope I
make a little difference too.
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