Today Ajax and I went shopping with my cousin Wendy and her daughter Eliza. Both babies screamed throughout most of the shopping trip, but we figured we were in children’s clothing stores, so everyone involved should be used to it.
I desperately need to get some new clothes, but it seems whenever we’re out and about and I head into a grown up store to look at a few things for myself, the kid starts screaming. Unlike the children stores, I always feel uncomfortable making the other patrons listen to my crying baby. So what happens is I try to frantically look through a few racks of clothes while shoving a pacifier in the kids mouth, before giving up and fleeing the mall all together. Oh well. At least my child is well dressed.
