Inspired by my grandmother, who at Christmas lamented the lack of “Nice things on the Internet,” I have decided to share something nice that happened to me the other day.
Being the glutton for punishment I am, I decided to leave the house three days before Christmas and head to Costco for some last-minute necessities. The kids were tired, the weather was dreadful (tons of rain blown sideways by a freezing wind), and the parking lot was crammed full of people willing to mow over grandmothers and babies alike in their quest for a good spot close to the door.
I spotted someone backing up out of a primo spot near the door and zoomed over to it with my blinker on, only to arrive at the exact same moment as someone else who came at the spot from the other direction.
The spot empty, the other guy and I inched forward, both of us clearly wanting that spot. Finally, I pantomimed begging and holding a baby, as if to say, “Please, sir. I have a baby!” and he smiled and conceded the spot to me.
If I could have found that guy and hugged him, I would have. Maybe twice.
Then, once inside, I was having trouble getting Aidan into the cart with Lily strapped to my chest in the Baby Bjorn. A nice lady swooped in and picked Aidan up for me. She said to me with a smile, “I have two of my own.”
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is just a little dash of more nice things on the Internet. Because my grandmother asked for it.