My dear daughter Miss H is turning into one of those kids that doesn't want to ride in the cart anymore. She wants to walk around the store and pull stuff off the shelves. This morning we made our weekly trip to Target, and I convinced her to ride in the cart for awhile by "bribing" her with a drink of milk.
As we were nearing the end of our shopping trip, I caved and let the little "big girl" out of the cart. (Mistake #1.) She did pretty well listening to Mommy until we reached the cosmetics section at the front of the store. She was literally a kid in a candy store.
Why are women of all ages sucked in by the makeup aisle?
She was grabbing blushes, lip glosses, mascaras, and more off of the racks faster than you can say tornado. In my panic, I decided it would be a good idea to steer her toward the little girl "makeup." (Mistake #2.)
Darn you marketers of little girl makeup; why do you make the packaging so appealing to these miniature ladies?
After selecting a relatively harmless package of chapstick, lip gloss, and nail polish, we headed home for lunch. As I prepared Miss H's turkey sandwich, she was screaming at the top of her lungs, "ME PRETTY, please!!!" So I caved and gave her the makeup package. (Mistake #3.) "Mommy, scissors open!"
So I opened it and let her have at the chapstick and lip gloss. Did I mention that they both taste like vanilla?
In the end, I took the makeup away, through many many tears and gnashing of teeth, because she would not eat her lunch. I can't believe that I caved so badly to make such a silly purchase.
But she did look pretty.