Stick Together: my Momism

A simple rule and something I say often. When we are at a store, or a large play area: "kids, let's stick..." And they reply "together." 

I want the kids to be independent, I'm their due time. But for safety sake, and my own sanity, there's a time and a place for wandering. The hu-mungus-monster-mall with 150 stores is NOT a place for kids to wander. In a store or out!!

We walked into Spencer's gifts at the mall which caught our attention with a Jamaican flag poster. We are planning a trip there for a family wedding and the kids are soooo excited. We went in, to show kids what they saw already, even more tshirts and hats galore with cartoon themed stuff from this generation. No Bart Simpson or Metallica here. However many other middle finger appropriate slang-cursing tshirts on the higher up shelves. 

As we walked and whirled between aisles and tall stand alone shelves, I turned a corner and both boys were gone. "Check check?"  I said. No reply.

 

The song lyrics were pipeing LOUD in the stereo ironically "stick together, la la la la la.." So I yelled "stick"... And they replied while walking back to me "together." Phew! What a relief. After that I made more of an effort to keep them close(r) to me.

Make Mistakes. Breath, Reflect. and Laugh.Out.Loud