Is that your baby supermarket edition

So after the park, I stopped in the supermarket for a forgotten item, went to the check out and the cashier started the "is that your baby"

This is the third time for day, so I say yes quickly hoping she'll hurry up cause baby and I are tired and want to go home and nap. No luck

Homegirl decided to make a whole conversation outta how my son doesn't look like me.

Her: "He must look like his dad right?"
Me: I ignore her.

But she's the clueless type cause despite me clearly ignoring her, she asks again two more times! I finally said, no my son looks like me.

She looks at me with an attitude cause I guess she's not happy with my answer and says, "I don't think so, he doesn't looks anything like you."

Now like I said this is the 3rd time for today plus I'm tired so I stood there tempted to jump over the counter and bop her real good.

But no, instead I started chanting to myself, the power of buddha compels you, the power of buddha compels you, don't do it, don't do it.

And I just said I didn't ask you now did I? Then took my stuff and came home.

Weekend Adventure at H-Mart

Today we journeyed to NJ to do some shopping and visit with Auntie/ Mommy Lai. Last time we saw her Daniel was just about 3 months or so.

We kept making plans but either the weather, schedule conflict or just being to sleepy kept us from meeting.

But when I asked Lai where in NJ is an H-mart, she said about 15min from her. Well, I'm all for killing two birds with one stone so we planned to combine shopping  and an overdue visit.

Caught Between a Mommy Rock and Hard Place

After a change of plans, I wondered how I could spend the rest of my day. I was already outside and the day was so beautiful and warm. Daniel was enjoying it and looked so cute in his fisherman hat. A true shame to return home now.

So I thought, since we're already in downtown brooklyn,  we should go hangout on the Brooklyn Heights Promenade. That would be a great way to destress, try to tan Daniel and of course get a photo.

On the way I stopped in a neighborhood store for some refreshment.  I grab my drink and head up to the counter to pay.

Ironically it's a Korean owned store with a older Korean women at the counter. As I'm paying the women starts talking to Daniel.  Then she starts a convo with me

Korean counter lady: What's the name
Me: Daniel
Korean counter lady:  Oh, it's a boy
Me: *frown*  yes he's a boy
Korean counter lady: Oh so cute.
Me:  Thank you. Say Annyeong Haseyo Daniel *paying and getting ready to leave*
Korean counter lady: Oh he's Japanese
Me: *blink, blink*  No he's korean...well really Korean and Black *pointing to Daniel and then myself*
Korean counter lady: *stares at me* Uh huh

As I left the store I laughed at the thought of the Korean counter lady telling her family about the black women who came into the store with a Japanese child trying to say first he was HER baby and then he was black AND korean.

As we rolled onto the promenade I saw a mixed group of women with children.  One group of mothers with their kids. The other group of babysitters with their kids.

Where would I sit? Who can I be friendly with? Honestly I stood there for a few seconds cause I was struck with the option and what it might led to.

If I sit with the moms will they wonder why a baby sitter is in the mommy section? Will I have to explain in detail with DNA diagrams how genetics work and YES he really is my baby? Hmm

If I sit with the babysitters will they shun me after learning I am not part of the "lets complain about our bosses" club? Will I need to convince them that I'm not a spy and I'm just a regular person like them? Hmm

As I stood there looking at them, they sat there looking me waiting for me to choose an alliance. Hmm.

I'm wasn't up to dealing with the social politics today so I made my way to an empty bench away from both groups.  There I enjoyed the sun, the smell of the sea and Daniels warm baby kisses.  What a great end to the day.