SMACK: Part 2 of 3 in which I am in the company of parents with their infants and toddlers
Was just minding my business pushing my grocery cart through Safeway last week, when I noticed a little girl, maybe two-years-old, moving all over the aisle in front of me, so I stopped. I could see she was lost in her own activity and did not see me, so I backed way up and to let her decide where she was going to end up, before I advanced.
I turned and looked behind me, considering going back the way I came, but that half of the aisle was even more congested, so I just stood there.
Her father held her infant brother over his shoulder and spoke kindly to her the whole time I was watching. "Honey, move over this way." "Honey, watch out, there's a cart coming through." "Honey, scoot over," etc.
She would hear none of it. Literally.
Then, out of nowhere she just turned in my direction and RAN straight into my cart. SMACK. I could see her distorted face from my end. She started screaming.
I felt terrible. I apologized to the father who was very understanding, and appropriately so, more concerned with making the toddler feel better, than me.
As I progressed through the store and finished my shopping, I could hear her continue to wail. What could I have done differently? I thought.
I still don't know, but I do know this: we both got a good lesson in listening to the warning signs.