My Helper..

I blogged about how eager and helpful my dear boy can be when ever we do our super marketing.

Now when he sense his usual NTUC super market within the vicinity, he would make a dash for it. In lightning speed, he would rush in to pick up the shopping basket without even giving me a chance to slot a dollar for the trolley. Because once he had a hang of the basket, he would never want to sit on the trolley.

So once the basket gets a tad heavy, he resort to pushing it all over the place, following behind my back.




Regardless how heavy the basket is or even when I volunteer to hand carry heavy stuff, he would always very sweetly demand that I placed them in the basket so that he can help his mummy to push the basket to the cashier.

If you see my boy at Junction 8's NTUC, please do not regard this as child abuse :p.. I once heard a stranger commented "Aiyo so poor thing" without realising that his Mummy is just near by.