By Braddah Lance
Now dat we get Da Baby, we more aware of things dat has to do with her wen we go out. Wen get establishments dat do little things to either occupy - or satisfy in some cases - da little ones, it's a plus for any parent and patrons as well. It's especially a huge benefit for da establishment cause da more time you're in da store and "concentrate" on shopping, means more profit in their pocket. It's an Econ 101 no-brainer in my book.
Yesterday as I dropped off our team hats for embroidery (no worries, NKHEA, I get your job ready dis week ), Da Wife and I decided to stop by Old Navy Ala Moana to pick up some clothes for Da Baby since it's been unreal hot recently.
Old Navy is pretty cool in dat they get one decent sized open area dat has a keiki bench picnic table with a hole cut out and a bowl full on crayons in da middle. They also provide coloring paper cause crayons are useless without 'em. It's neat to see dat they would sacrifice floor space to do it but again, it goes back to Econ 101.
Wen we first got there, there were two pleasantly plump - who am I kidding, ovahweight - daddies on each side of da table with one cheek on da seat as if they didn't know/realize dat da table wasn't for adults. Da Baby looked at them (cause she knows wat da table is about) but followed Da Wife to da girls section anyways. Ten minutes latah she asks if could color so we walk back to check da table and saw dat it was empty and still in tact.
She sat herself down and usually there's papah's all ovah da table but dis time was clean. I looked on da side wea they keep da sheets and a'ole. I walk up to a clerk nearby and ask if they had any more sheets. She walked to da table, looks at it, looks at da side and said, "sorry."
I asked if she could check and about ten feet away were a couple of "managers". They had to finish their "conversation" before acknowledging da subordinate and very quickly said they were out.
Da Baby was bummed out but it was a "bonus" to have dat anyways so too bad so sad for us. We tracked down Da Wife and then she tells me she packed up her coloring book and crayons in her diaper bag.
Ohhhhhh yeeeeeah.... Da Wife rocks!
Just so happen there was an empty table (actually was a shelf for shirts) Da Baby's height so I put da book out and away she went.
Aftah Da Wife was pau we had to walk by da table once again and wat do we see? You got.... coloring papah's all ovah.
Wassup Wit Dat!
No can believe, but can believe.
Then as we was standing in line, had these three haole wahine malahini's standing in line. Well two of them and da oddah was walking around with a pair of shoes she wasn't surah she was getting or not. No, literally, she was walking around da store wit her foot in one side wit da oddah side still strapped to it. WWD! all da way.
Anyways, she was gone for awhile still shopping and of course da line eventually moved forward. We were right next to da line separator (dunno wat da heck you call those silver poles wit da straps you pull and connect to da oddah poles to separate da lines like in Disneyland) but da stroller front end was past da beginning of da pole. Dis wahine didn't care dat there were oddah people behind us and dat da front half of da stroller was "inside" da pole but decided to go OVAH da stroller as if it was in HER way to stand next to her companions in front of us.
Wassup Wit Dat!
I'm just glad Da Baby was acting her normal pupule self and cracking me up to get my mind off of wat just happened.
Well dat and da fact dat she was still wearing da shoe which had da oddah shoe still strapped to it making look like she three feet.