Charlotte Thompson had picked up the children early, and of course, they were excited about heading to the comrcial street soon.
On the way, the children humd songs newly taught at the kindergarten, clearly delighted.
As for the shopping list they had prepared earlier, it had been forgotten at ho due to Hank Thompson’s haste while packing his school bag in the morning.
This was a case of plans not keeping up with changes.
After much thought, the children had no choice but to go with the thod of buying whatever they saw and fancied.
Initially, Charlotte wanted to carry Grace Thompson throughout because of her health, but Grace soon refused to be carried.
"What’s wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Since Grace struggled to get down, Charlotte put her on the ground.
The other children also stopped and gathered around Grace with concern.
But Grace shook her head, stepped forward, took Charlotte’s arm, and gently started massaging it.
Such an act surprised Charlotte.
"Mummy has been carrying Grace for so long, she must be really tired, so now I can walk by myself, there’s no need for Mummy to carry ," Grace said seriously while massaging Charlotte’s arm.
That was the reason Grace had struggled to walk on her own.
"It’s okay, Mummy can always carry Grace, how could I be tired?" Charlotte said, smiling tenderly at Grace.
"No, no, Grace is so heavy, how could Mummy not be tired?" Grace shook her head vigorously.
Before, Grace had always avoided talking about her weight, but this ti, she openly spoke about being heavy.
Look at Grace, shaking her head and waving her hands, Charlotte pinched her little cheek affectionately.
"Alright, then Mummy will listen to Grace, I won’t carry you anymore, is it okay for Grace to walk by herself?"
Grace nodded, took Charlotte’s hand willingly, and began to seriously wander the streets.
Although Grace asked to walk, Charlotte was still worried about tiring her, so she accommodated Grace’s pace.
Seeing this, the other children gathered quietly around Grace, even the usually boisterous Hank Thompson adapted to Grace’s speed.
Hand in hand, the little treasures occasionally gasped in surprise at sothing.
To avoid any dia reporters or paparazzi tailing them, Charlotte took the children to a mbers-only upscale shopping center.
Now Charlotte, a single person with six children, attracted attention wherever they went, and many people even ca up to chat, all for the sake of the pretty little treasures.
But rember, you haven’t forgotten the main purpose of this shopping trip.
Picking out clothes for the little Jacks, Jack and Chad.
Actually, for these two children, what they wore to Mr. Ross’s birthday banquet didn’t really matter, so Charlotte initially picked casual outfits for them.
But these two little treasures seed unsatisfied after looking around.
"Why, do you two little fellows want to wear suits?"
Charlotte looked at Jack Thompson being picky and playfully flicked his chin.
Jack gripped Charlotte’s fingertips, swaying them playfully.
"Mummy, we don’t really want to wear suits, just thinking about attending Grandpa Ross’s birthday banquet with Mummy. Mummy will definitely wear a beautiful gown, but if we wear casual clothes, it just won’t match."
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