While at the post office Lily begged me to go to Starbucks, across the parking lot, for "chocomilk." (I have created a monster) Starbucks didn't have any more Horizon chocolate milks, so they made her chocomilk in a small hot coffee cup. On our way to the bathroom (Lil is almost potty trained!) Lily squeezed the cup, knocking off the lid, spilling milk all over the floor in the walkway. So there I am David on my hip, my cup - and now hers - in hand, trying to simultaneously calm the "I'm sorry Mommy" Lily AND figure out where I am going to get paper towels to clean up the floor. I spot a dispenser across the food court and instruct Lily to stay by the puddle so that nobody can step in it while I walk the 100 ft away from my 2 1/2 year old! and grab napkins as fast as I can so I can get back to my
While I am crouched down wiping up the floor and Lily's shoes, and just as she is starting to do the pee-pee dance, a wonderful young Specialist walks up and asks if he can take care of the spill for me! Actually told me to go on, he had it under control.
God bless you, Specialist, whose name I do not know!
I had most of it mopped up, but didn't quite have enough napkins to finish the job properly. So I gladly accepted and thanked him profusely as I trashed her cup and rushed us off to the bathroom. When we came out, he was gone.
And I didn't get to say thank you again. :(
1 comment:
How nice! I think it's funny though that your two year old asks to go to starbucks. That's awesome! I knew I liked her lol
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