I am participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge: A slice a day for all of March. You should do it too! Thank you, Two Writing Teachers! Readers, check out their site, and start slicing!
Yesterday I took the boys on a spring break trip to target. We are exciting around here, I know. They were hungry, so before we shopped, we sat down for the healthy lunch-snack called “Pretzels, mustard and Icees.” (And water for sugar-free me…)
As the boys ate, I noticed.
I noticed the way H took his Icee lid off to use his spoon. I took a deep breath and forced myself not to remind him that can get messy.
I noticed a boy, maybe 14, sitting by himself, in the cafe but with nothing to eat. I wanted to offer to buy him a pretzel, but that probably wouldn’t make sense. He was probably just waiting for his grown-up.
I noticed that E used a lot of mustard packets for his pretzel.
I noticed when the Target cafe worker left for quite a bit.
I noticed when the next customer came and waited. She must have been in a hurry. She waited for about 15 seconds, asked us if someone was working the counter, yelled “Hello?” and then walked off in a huff. She said as she left, “This is ridiculous! This is the second time they’ve done this to me.”
I noticed when the soda machine suddenly started spitting ice. The boys decided it must be haunted.
I noticed when the Icees were done, and the pretzels were suddenly leftovers. So we grabbed a cart and started our journey into the actual store… on the hunt for legos and books.