Anyway, I managed to leave with a few treats...I accidentally went to the store hungry which is never a good idea.
Creamy dark chocolate with the tiniest of peppermint flakes? Gone. I may or may not have averaged around 4 per day. Lucky for me, the King didn't notice these little gems until there were only 2 left!
I have big plans for these guys. In fact, I am so confident that the recipe I want to make with these will be so delicious that I wish I had gotten more!
And in other good news, I managed not to give my baby away in the process of shopping. I said excuse me to a woman by the vegetable case so that I could reach in and grab what I thought were sweet potato fries...when she said "I'll do anything if you want to give me that baby". I was shocked! I told her that "my baby was not for sale, unfortunately". I must have made a weird face though, because she appeared embarrassed and mumbled something about being a grandma and how it forces her to say such things. It was still an odd thing to say and I'm pretty sure being a grandma does not excuse those comments. If anything she should know better. And to top it all off, I guess I was so distracted by her comment that I didn't realize I was getting butternut squash instead of sweet potato fries. Ugh.
We had another run in with a stranger last week. This time it was during an outing to Target. I had the unfortunate experience of having a stranger touch the princess! I had her in the baby bjorn type carrier because I feel that having her attached to me will discourage such unwanted touching. A woman in the return line complimented her socks that look like shoes. I said thank you and jokingly asked if both socks were still on her feet (haven't lost any yet!). The woman (also a grandma), took this as an invitation to reach out and grab the princess' foot. Again, I'm pretty sure I responded with a dirty look and turned away. Momma bear will bite. Back off.
The other odd baby compliment I received from a stranger came on Halloween when a parent of some trick-or-treaters told us that seeing the Princess made "her ovaries twitch". I wasn't sure whether to graciously say thank you and accept that as a compliment, or slam the door in her face and put the house up for sale STAT. We went with the former for now. It seemed like the cheaper option in this case. I mean, we can be honest...she was pretty stinkin' cute that day:
But there is really not a need to include your reproductive organs in a compliment. Ever.
Strangers = Dangers. Especially when there is a baby involved!
Any good suggestions for how to discourage strangers from touching a baby?