On the way, I ran into some pretty lights that made me feel like I had driven into one of those Corona commercials. It’s beginning to look a lot like Feliz Navidad! love it! (I took these pictures on my mobile while driving. so give me a break on the quality alright.)
Anyway. I picked up my favorite flavor of deodorant and then wandered around the rest of the store awhile. I went to check out the electronics section. I always inexplicably end up there for some reason.
I resisted buying Invasion of the Body Snatchers (only $9.44!! I know! I should have gotten it.) and checked out Target’s price for Super Mario Galaxy for Wii (ouchy!).
As I was leaving the area to go check out, I crossed paths with two very young boys. Their conversation went something like this:
stripped shirt: Where’s your mom?
blondie: I don’t know. But if she’s not going to stay in one place, I’m not going to carry around this chick flick “Hairspray” any more! (throws the dvd onto the nearest shelf)
And that’s very close to a word-for-word quote.
So much anger from a boy around seven years old! I wondered to myself where he learned to say “chick flick” with so much disdain at such a young age. I bet his dad is a wonderful, loving man. Either that or here’s a 7year old who is desperately trying to hide a secret.
okay?
