My mom

Since my mother brought me to this colorful world, my mother is my closest and most dear one. I think she is all good, that is, there are many problems when shopping, which makes me bored and makes me "love". Below, I will share the "fatal" "shopping disease" of my mother to everyone:

"Choose three pick four" disease:

My mom is shopping for something. It really makes me want to say that she doesn't dare. She doesn't want to say that she can't do it anymore. She makes me sullen. It's like dumb eating Huanglian - there is hardship. Once we went shopping, she came to the shop where she bought it. When she saw this, she chose this one. When she saw it, she chose to abandon the old map and chose it. Suddenly, when she saw that there was still a better one, she put it down. This sort of...there is no end to this cycle, let me wait for a long time, I really regretted going shopping! Mom said: "What do children know? You must choose the most 'fine' to buy things, do you know?" Hey, you yell, mom, this is not, she just walked away and saw that there is a new clothes listed next to them. The very lively shop has gone happily...

"I can't get out of my mind"

Mom can be called a "shopaholic". After listening to my complaint, I promise you will raise your thumb and sigh: "Authentic, absolutely authentic!". I went to the supermarket to shop with him last time. Wow, that’s really a bad thing. She buys it when she buys it. She buys dinner after lunch, waits for her and me to hold, push, carry When a lot of things were going to check out, she asked me: "What time is it?" I looked at the watch and said, "5:30!" The mother was scared and said: "No. Yes! So fast?!" "Mom, I served YOU!" I can't help but say. Hey - every time we are happy to go to the supermarket, we are tired and come home.