The One In The Bookstore.

I had a good weekend. I like it when it rains. I went to KLCC and had sundanese food, it was raining, I went to GE Mall yesterday and had tomyam, again, it was raining. In fact at this very moment, it is raining. What's not to like about rainy days?

After having tomyam for an early dinner, we stopped by in a bookstore, in the midst of me perusing yet another chic lit, I heard a voice, a voice belongs to a mom whom annoyed to one of her daughter for not buying the thing she needs, the daughter of course, not the mom, instead the girl choose other thing. It turns out the important thing is a set of colour pencil. I am not being judgemental. Maybe it seems petty to shout at your daughter over a a set of colour pencil. I don't know. Lil' Missy is small enough for me to buy her a set of colour pencil (though she has a set of crayon - courtesy of my BIL) let alone making sure 'fiercely' borrowing colour pencils is a big no-no. I saw her daughter with teary-eyed running to a corner laden with loads of you know what, colour pencils of course.

I am sure by the time anyone who finish reading this entry will label me as a nosy parker. hah. You see, I am a mom. I need to know whether the other mom's action is a right way for me to imply on lil missy whenever she needs to buy a set of colour pencil say - in 6 years time.

The drama didnt end right away. Instead the mom cornered her daughter and keep on membebel at her daughter about priorities and what not. The fun part to watch was everytime her daughter trying to get away from her she would stopped her and cornered her crying daughter yet again. I couldnt remember how long the issue took place but all I could remember was I had to sit down in kids & toddler section and perused Roald Dahl's books and wait for the mom to finish her issues with her daughter until I can happily browsing books again. Without me realising it the mom made her purchase and left. I picked an Archie comic and dragged hubba together lil' missy out of the bookstore.

I am not saying what she did was wrong but at the same time I just couldn't comprehend. I was hoping the drama would end soon because at one time she cornered her daughter at the section of chic lit. I was also hoping it would end sooner because I was quite scared of that mom. She's the kind of mom who can yell not only to her daughter but to the nosy parker like me who is trying to comprehend what is going on at that time. I was so much hoping that she would just say no to her daughter's choice, grab a set of colour pencil, make a payment and go instead of raising her voice speeching on why should her daughter prioritise the colour pencils.

In case the fierce mom stumble upon my entry, I am sorry I had to type this. Perhaps I am going to follow your footsteps along the way, perhaps I am not. I hope I won't. Oh by the way, to the mom, I guess your dark brown LV bag is nice :)