Z would make a very good boyfriend and husband in future, based on what I had been exposing him to.
He understood that facials and manicures were a monthly requirement.
He knew that a woman would have many clothes, bags and shoes.
He knew that orange boxes were a woman’s wonderland. He called it “mummy land” to be precise and embarrassed me to no end.
He accompanied me for half my nails appointments, helped me to select nail colours and sat through while my manicurist worked on this.
He asked very politely,”Mummy, how come you are the first to reach and other people have finished, but you haven’t?”
He went shopping with me while I tried on 10+ apparels and waited patiently by himself right outside my dressing room. The sales people were impressed that he did not fuss about being left alone outside and that he did not run amok in the store. He was also ever ready with his compliments.
My dear Z, what a sweetie he was (when he wasn’t being annoying and whinny).
Well, he always behaved so much better when he was out with me only.