Shopping with Mom

In my previous post, Dear Sweet Bekah commented that I should have gone shopping at the Hobby Lobby with her and her friend.

I get the feeling that when Bekah shops, she picks up every single item in the store, looks at it, and sets it back down.

My mother shopped that way when I was little... And I can't tell you how I suffered. The boredom... The standing around and behaving for, what seemed, hours.

And then when I acted up she would drop down on one knee, hold my face in her hands, and tenderly say, "If you don't straighten up, I'll pull down your pants right here in front of everyone, and blister your bare bottom!

To this day, I will not go shopping with that woman.