THRILLS AND CHILLS ON FIRST TRIP TO SHOPS
THERE are countless moments in parenting to turn your hair white – and the first time you let your kid go off somewhere on their own is a biggie.
Our daughters took their first unassisted trip to the corner store last week. It’s hardly a mission to Mars, but walking 200m to the shop at the end of the street is a start.
We covered all hazards before their first trip, taking yet another dry run together. I checked the weather forecast for the next 10 minutes and did a quick NASA internet search for any meteorites approaching Sydney.
And then I sent them up the street with $20.
The girls, of course, were thrilled.
I was sick with worry and at the 9.5-minute mark texted my husband: “I’ve just let the girls go to the shop alone. Am I mad?”
And then they strolled casually back in the door.
My overwhelming relief rapidly gave way to suspicion when I saw the bulging shopping bag.
They had come home with the milk – check – plus two punnets of strawberries, a bag of icing sugar and some ginger biscuits.
We’ll work on that “bring back change” instruction next week.