"I'll put you in one like that if you don't look out." I guide her away from the cotton-candy pink prams to colour schemes that are more in line with our tastes, grey and white, and even a couple of black ones.
"Fine, fine. You don't need to take this personally." She grins and winks at me.
I let out a deep sigh, insufferable. "Alexia..."
"What?" She drags Eric along the prams and list all sorts of gadgets that they could add to them.
"Don't smother the poor man. I'd like him back in one piece when we go home." I let them go off while I turn around to the larger pieces we'll need, the beds and other things.
I thought I wouldn't like coming here, I normally detest shopping. But to shop for the baby, it's totally different. Just like I hate to shop for myself but love buying Eric things. It's just different when it's not for yourself.
I weave through the baby beds, the car seats, the changing tables.
