A few days ago, I was grocery shopping at Aldi with my 3-year-old daughter. The store was busy as usual. It was filled with men and women, elderly couples, and lots of young mothers with carts overflowing with groceries and little kids. As I shopped, I found myself smiling and making casual conversation with a few of the other customers in the store. (I just can’t seem to help myself… I’m an extrovert!)
When it was time to check-out, I ended up in line behind a mother with three little boys. Her youngest was seated in the cart and trying desperately to “help” his mom. Unfortunately, when things didn’t go quite how he hoped they would, he got upset. As his frustration level rose, it appeared his mom’s anxiety level did as well. Continue reading