The redhead sighed to herself, mentally steeling her resolve for the scolding she had to deliver. A very large part of her wanted to just eternally hug the girl and give her whatever she wanted, spoil her beyond belief. But while that could be a type of love, for Celeste it would also be unacceptable neglect. Dominating the blonde little angel in the bedroom was almost miraculously arousing, fulfilling and sensual... Verbally having to correct her child's behavior in public was much harder. But absolutely necessary, both to fulfill her side of the bargain, and to ensure that the girl learned proper behavior and discipline, so she could lead a good life.<br/><br/>Wrapping her arms tight around the adorable blonde, Mommy rested their heads together for a second. "I love you with all my heart darling, and that's never going to change. But." She whispered, meaning every word.. Though her tone definitely hardened at that last dangerous word, the but. Taking a half step back, Mommy trailed her hand over Celeste's shoulder, tracing fingers up her neck, and then gently grasping the college girls chin in her hand, staring directly into those lovely eyes. Three mistakes was at least one or two too many. "We do not bump into people with things. Do you hear me? That's really really rude. I understand the phrase Mommy I need something in at least five or six different languages. I know you're excited to be out and about with Mommy, but that never excuses rudeness. It's simply unacceptable to hit people, even if you didn't mean for it to be aggressive or hurtful. Words are polite and politeness is important. If you can't behave like a reasonably big girl, I'll have to leave you home, and don't you dare think for a second that means you get to sit around watching TV and eating ice cream! No, if I leave you at home I will be keeping a very firm eye on your behavior, and if every single chore I assign you while I'm gone isn't done, you will explain to me why and what you were doing instead. I fully believe that going out shopping with Mommy will be much more fun than that. Even if it takes longer than you want."<br/><br/>Shaking her head slightly, Mommy tapped her thumb against her daughter's cheek. "I'm a little disappointed that I have to explain this to you, but you are old enough that you should know this. If you make a mistake, you need to put on your big girl panties and apologize as soon as possible. If something is your fault and it was wrong, it's always okay to apologize. Once again, that's simple basic appropriate manners. Daddy and I want you to have as much fun as possible living with us, but we absolutely will not allow our daughter to be some sort of little wild child."<br/><br/>Her voice softened, and the tapping definitely became a stroking. There was even the hint of a smile. "Now I love Lucky charms too, but they definitely aren't healthy. Though they certainly are cereal and breakfast. I know your birth family didn't teach you this, but if something has sugar as it's second and third ingredient, it's not at all healthy. Mommy and daddy monitor what you eat because we care about you. Because we want you to be healthy and energetic and strong and have the ability to focus on your school work and chores and enjoy every moment with us. We're not limiting what you can eat or do because we're mean or cruel, but because we are genuinely trying to make everything as good as possible for you, even if it means telling you no and not giving you things you want sometimes. I'd love to be able to eat ice cream for every meal, but I can't. The same way you can't have cereal with that much sugar. Do you understand?"<br/><br/>Tilting her head, Erin debated making Celeste repeat the lessons that had just been imparted, to see if she comprehended everything... But it would probably be best to just leave things as it were, and see if the sweet but naughty girl understood what she was supposed to do. Mommy could always reinforce the lessons if they didn't seem to sink in right away. Her baby girl had already dug herself a little deeper by protesting, causing Mommy to weigh exactly how much spanking was needed when they returned home... Or perhaps right here in the store.