My 7 year old fits in the cart. Not necessarily the seat, true, for the small carts we have at some stores (dollar stores, mostly) which are probably the size of trolleys in the UK. But she likes to ride in the basket part sometimes when she’s feeling froggy. I just hand her a handbasket to put on her lap for the items, and also fill the seat with Stuff.
American sized shopping carts? Not a problem. Hell, I bet I could fit in there if I tried hard enough and didn’t care what people thought! (No, I couldn’t, not really, but they are plenty big for a fit seven year old!)
Please, that’s got to stop, for your own sanity. And if you’re willing to sacrifice just two or three shopping carts (please do this with only shelf stable goods), it will stop. Here’s what you do: You go in with a well fed, well rested kid for items that you *don’t *absolutely positively need today (the point of this trip isn’t shopping, it’s teaching). Before you even get out of your car to enter the store, the kiddo is thoroughly vetted as to your expectations in positive terms. You don’t tell him what you don’t want (“No running, no grabbing things!”) because that just gives him ideas. You tell him what you *do *want: “We’re going to talk in our indoor voices, we’re going to walk, we’re going to only get what’s on our list, and you can choose to get in the cart or keep one hand on the cart at all times.” You get him to repeat the expectations and agree, or you don’t even go into the store, you drive away and try again another time. If he agrees, you do your shopping, saving the perishables for last. If he makes a mistake, he gets one (1) reminder. If he can’t follow your agreement, then you leave. No yelling, no threats, no more reminders, no warnings, no drama, no struggles. You simply move the cart to one side of the aisle, apologize to the stockperson nearest you who is going to have to reshelve everything, explain briefly that your child is incapable of shopping at the moment, and you leave.
The key is to not get upset. If you get upset, the kid has won. You just…leave.
When the kid makes it through a trip successfully, he gets to pick a treat from the produce section (if you’re a “mean mom” like me) or even the candy endcap at checkout (if you’re a normal parent.) Bribery? Hell, yes! So is my paycheck bribery to work! We don’t get a treat every time, but only at random surprise times, and never ever if whined at for a treat.
I’ve nannied and parented a lot of kids. Short of a child with ODD, I’ve never had to do this more than twice before they get it. And it makes future shopping experiences so much more pleasant, for you, for the kid, and even ultimately for the stockperson who had to do some extra work helping you teach your kid appropriate shopping behavior.
Very tellingly, the same kids who shop well for me are often *still *little hellions for their parents. It’s not the kid, it’s the adult. Set your expectations clearly and stick to them, and they will learn very quickly what they can get away with when they’re with you.
Very much agree. Aldi is simply scaled to child friendly dimensions, in size, sound, lighting and length of aisles. I’ve got an anxiety disorder and difficulty with sensory overload myself, and Aldi is easy. Super WalMarts, or warehouse clubs? Oy. Some days I just can’t do it without feeling like melting down myself.
The only real trouble we run into at Aldi is those very tempting bumpers on the freezer case which invite climbing/walking on, and require a reminder that this is not a jungle gym and a hand belongs on the cart.
I like the ones like this. The chute isn’t coin operated, but it is still a chute, and it’s not really logistically possible to “sample” in the bin itself. Doesn’t prevent the idiocy in the OP, but it does prevent the pretzel snacker from dropping her other half back in the bin.