At Dominick’s, is it better to be the mom with the screaming 20 month old who refuses to sit in the cart, arching her back, kicking her legs, waving her arms because she isn’t allowed to stand in the seat
or
is it better to be the mom who leaves a half full cart of groceries in the orange juice aisle while dragging a 20 month old ,who most resembles a monster, out of the store?
