Sunday, February 26, 2012

The 3 year-old shoplifter


“Beep, beep, beep!” The alarm goes off in the store. I stopped sighed annoyingly and waited for the casher to come and check my bag to make sure I didn’t steel anything. Just as I thought it was nothing and the casher just told me that I could go. I went back to my car and buckled Brooke in her car seat and off we went again to yet another store. 
This was one of those days that I would take little Brooke through many of stores and would tell her not to touch anything, but that only intrigued her even more, than if I wouldn’t of said anything. Later on I found four pairs of the same earrings in my purse, but could not figure out how they got there. I sat and pondered on this and came to a conclusion that Brooke put these earrings in my purse when I wasn’t looking. I asked her if she had recognized these earrings and she said, “Yeah mommy I thought they would look pretty on you.” I sighed and chuckled, because they were pierced earrings, I couldn’t wear them. I didn’t have my ears pierced, and didn’t want holes in my ears either. But it was very cute that she thought of me like that. 
The only thing is I did not know how I would give them back. I mean what do I say, “Sorry, but my daughter put these earrings in my purse and I didn’t know.” I mean that’s really not believable.  The man would probably think that I am crazy.  So I just decided just to keep them. Later on in the year the store went out of business.  I feel awful, but there is nothing I can do about it now.  How could my little precious princess be a shoplifter at the age of three? Oh my goodness, I have so much to teach her.

3 comments:

  1. This is a funny story. It is very entertaining how you writew from this perspective, and very unique!

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  2. I also agree that it is awesome you write from the perspective of your mom. It's different, unique, and definitely refreshing. You're stories are so funny!

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  3. I remember trying to steal a toy when I was about 4. It fell off one of the shelves onto the floor so I used that as an excuse when my uncle asked me what I was doing...fun times.

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