Echo is a super cute girl. Why do shopping carts have a vendetta against my sweet baby girl?! Remember when she nearly cracked her head open when the shopping cart fell at the market? I learned my lesson and have buckled her in EVERY time since. Today was no exception. We were at Walmart looking for some Father's day gifts when she slid her foot between two bars in the cart NEXT to the the actual foot holes for the seat. When it happened she cried, so I realized it was stuck and was able to get it out rather quickly. I held her while pushing the cart for several more minutes, but after a while, its pretty difficult to push a cart and hold a baby at the same time. So I placed her back in the cart with strict instructions to NOT put her foot there again.
Five minutes later.....She did it AGAIN. This time, her foot was slightly swollen from the first time. I tried and tried, but it wouldn't come loose. She began wailing. Tears poured down her face as I tried moving her foot in various directions to get it out. It didn't budge. I started to panic. The other kids stood by quietly, Corbin kept asking if Echo was okay. A nice guy came over when he realized we were in distress. He didn't speak much english, but tried to help. It didn't work. More people came. Pretty soon a substantial crowd had gathered. I was trying not to cry. Two men tried to pry the bars apart, but to no avail. They were welded together. Walmart employees showed up, including the store manager. Everyone watched as me and a fellow customer tried everything to get Echo's foot loose. Finally someone suggested lotion (I don't know why I hadn't thought of that, but I was a little stressed), another fellow customer had some in her purse and she slathered Echo's foot with it. A few minutes later we slid it out. That's when I cried.....In front of 15 to 20 strangers who were gathered.
Her foot was VERY swollen by this time and red with lines indented from the bars. I kissed her little face and wiped away her tears. The manager made me, and a witness, fill out an incident report while another employee got some ice packs for Echo's foot and yet another employee took pictures of everything (I think they are concerned about us suing). The manager and another employee (the ice pack one ) asked me about three times if she was buckled in the seat, and I told them yes (even though, it shouldn't have mattered, her foot would have gone in there regardless). They reminded me that they had security camera's and I told them, "Yes, I know. She was buckled, by all means check the footage!" Finally, they let us go. We purchased the items in the cart and left, even though I had much more shopping to do. I didn't put her back in that evil cart, and held her instead. No one offered to help us out.
I'm so grateful that the other kids were so calm and well-behaved during those 15-20 minutes, but I am NEVER taking them all shopping with me again. Not worth it!
Friday, June 15, 2012
Why don't shopping carts like my baby?
Posted by Rochelle Brunson at 4:06 PM
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2 comments:
Oh man. What a horrible story. Glad it ended okay, but I bet that was awful. Curse those shoppping carts!
I swear you still hang on to that "Floyd" bad luck even though your last name is Brunson now. I hope your trips to Walmart will be uneventful for a while, and you can just do your shopping in peace! Poor Echo,she'll be afraid of those carts for a long time!
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