I was in the store today with Josh, and he had a serious case of the CanIGets. As in, “Mom, can I get this? Can I get that? We were, blessedly, next in line to check out, and he’d gone through pretty much everything on the candy shelf. My tongue was ready to fall off from saying “no” so much.
Then he gets this silly grin on his face and says, “Hi” to a passing customer. I turned to find one of the aides from his school standing there. She greeted us, made small talk, and the subject of his CanIGets comes up. “Yeah, Mom’s been saying no.”
So she looks at the candy and asks him what his favorite is. This didn’t bother me, since lots of people would do that. “What’s your favorite? Oh, mine is M&M’s.” And leave it at that.
But no. This time, it was, “which one is your favorite?” “The Orange gum.” “Ok, I’ll get it for you!”
I’m sorry, what???
Mom says no, and this woman just goes and buys the gum for him!!
And if I say no thanks, then I look like a world-class b*. Petty. Have to make a point. Even though I wanted to.
To Josh’s credit, he was very polite about it, thanked her several times, and offered (without being prompted) to share with me. But what the heck? Since when is it ok to find out that a parent has said no, and you just go right around and buy the stuff for him yourself???
I really need to be faster on the uptake, because I should have told her, politely, thanks but no thanks, I told him no. But I was just so shocked that she’d do it, that I didn’t say a word.
What would you have done?