Classic Scam: a child at the $ store.

Entering the $ store with a child

I should have known better. I should have trusted my instincts.

I did not.

I was taken in by his promises, his soft voice, his pleading eyes. And so, against my better judgement, I let my child accompany me to the $ store.

Normally, I avoid this occurrence at any cost. In fact, it usually costs me more in order to avoid going to the $ store with my child.

This past weekend though, I had no choice.

And so, against my better judgement, and somewhat reassured by his promise ( sometimes mothers rely on denial to survive) we ventured into the $ store together.

The dreaded Toy section:

He promised he would just take a look at the toy section.  He promised he would not ask for any toy. He seemed as resolved as I am when I promise myself to open the fridge “just to look” without reaching for anything.

But, how could I expect a child to honour his promise? I certainly never opened the fridge and walked away without sampling any of the offerings. Despite my best intentions.

The negotiations started soon thereafter.

I was determined to hold my grounds.

I reminded him of his promises.

Cue-in the puppy eyes.

I reminded him of the other 4 replicas of the same item waiting at home.

He argued that he would take this 5th one to grandma’s house.

I countered that grandma already had a few of these.

He pointed out that they were broken.


The Voices in my head

It was hard to carry on the negotiations as I was also battling voices in my head: “let him have it, it is just $2”, “it is the principal, would I buy it if it cost more?”, “why deny him a small treat?” “no, if you give in now, you will always give in”, “what harm will it do, it will make him so happy”, ” he should understand that he will not always get what he wants in life”, ” he is only a child once”.

In the end, exhausted by the combined efforts of the puppy eyes and the million opinions fighting for attention in my head, I caved.

And he was thrilled.

Brilliantly thrilled.

Genuinely thrilled.

Should I have stood my grounds? Did I harm my child irrevocably by giving in to his wishes?


Maybe not.

I hope not.

One thing is for sure, his happiness was priceless.

Would love to hear how you handle these situations…leave me a comment to let me know.

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After graduating with a Major in Journalism, Mireille’s career path took an unexpected turn away from her beloved pen and paper. It took an equally unexpected turn of events for Mireille to start writing again.After spending many hours (too many!) watching super hero cartoons with her son, she realized that most Christian children are unaware of their superpowers!She set about creating the SuperHolies: the Fruits of the Holy Spirit re-imagined as superpowers to grab the children’s attention and teach them about their faith and its glory.

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