I know, I know. I should shop at Target. When Noah stops drinking 120 cans of Pediasure a month I'll consider it. Until then I'm a Walmart shopper, but it doesn't mean I have to like it.
Today we needed Pediasure and Noah didn't look ready for a nap, so we decided to go as a family. Since we had coupons (thanks Kim!) my husband and I went through the line separately. When Brian was checking out the sales associate asked, "Is that one of them special needs kids?".
My husband, assuming he saw the CI said, "He's deaf, that was a cochlear implant that you saw."
The man said "No, besides that."
What exactly does that mean? I doubt they teach that at Walmart manners class. You're supposed to ask "Did you find everything you were looking for?" not "What are your kid's diagnoses?"
Part of me is paranoid now. Can you look at him and know he has special needs? Do I care if you can? Will he care?
Perhaps the sales associate just wasn't used to seeing happy toddlers at Walmart...