All posts tagged: The Five Love Languages

You Forgot One Love Language, Mr Chapman!

I’d just done the groceries. I was standing at the boot unloading bags of shopping while simultaneously instructing Master Five to jump in the car, and placating Miss Two with offers of treats if she just sits tight in the trolley until I’d finished. It’s always a tricky moment that follows. Do I strap both kids into the car and make a dash to return the trolley, or do I juggle them there and back on account of the fact that it’s technically illegal to leave children alone for any length of time in a car, unsupervised? On this occasion, my dilemma was solved before I even had a chance to give it much consideration. A man walked up having just deposited his own trolley and said, “Can I return that for you?” Yes, I said, and he did, and I thanked him over and over, buckled the kids in and drove away feeling like singing. Something upbeat, you know, like from The Sound of Music. And it’s really odd, because I’ve thought of that …