Best Story of the Week

I’m in the check-out line at Whole Foods.

Next to me is a young mother with twins…a little girl in a stroller, and a boy alongside her.

Both are already eating what she’s about to pay for.

I say to the little girl, “That looks good…what is it?” She stares at me…continues to eat.

The mother says, “Cheese.  You’re eating cheese, your favorite.”

“What’s better than cheese, ” I say, when I hear a little manly voice answer…





About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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15 Responses to Best Story of the Week

  1. That’s cute. 🙂 He knows what he likes. When I was a cashier back in my university days, I’d often have parents come through with just the wrapper of something their kid ate for me to scan.

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  2. The boy was quick on the uptake! On the other hand, maybe he was just hamming it up.

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  3. Kate Howell says:

    Cute !

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  4. micklively says:

    I like their style. My waistline bears witness. 😉

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  5. skinnyuz2b says:

    Kids can always make us smile without even trying. Last week I was walking down the stairs behind my three year old grandson. He said, “Go slow and hold onto the rail so you don’t fall down the stairs.” I answered, “Thank you, I will.” His reply? “Nana, I was talking to myself!” I almost fell down laughing.

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  6. Hahaha! No doubt he would spill the beans on all the family secrets if you inquired.

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  7. Lol, some of the best stories involve little ones. I know that I was walking my 2-3 year old son down the street and he had a balloon in hand on a string. The balloon hit a lit post and exploded with a “pop”. A young woman stooped over a bit and looked at my son who was staring at the string and the airless balloon. “Did your balloon bust, little boy?” She smiled. My son looked calmly at her and said, plain as day, “Why no, Ma’am. It Burst.”. She looked up at me in a bit of anger and I replied, “What? He’s right.”

    Bought one of your books, the one about the models, today on Kindle. Don’t know why it took so long. It will take a long time for me to read it as I have dozens I have bought and not read. I enjoy having the ability to read what I want when I want to.


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