Grocery shopping has become a dreaded errand for me. Well, that is if I have Lauren with me. Daniel has always been easy at the store - a bag of snacks and some juice and he is good to go. Lauren, not so much. A bag of snacks = goldfish crackers all over. I mean ALL. OVER. And then she steps on them...just to hear that fun crunching sound. Juice = a sticky mess.
After I had Daniel a friend of mine had a little boy whose personality (I'm now learning) is very much like Lauren's. I remember her saying how she dreaded shopping with her son and asked me how I handled it. I responded with something like, "As long as Daniel has snacks and I explain to him what we are doing, he is fine." Some parenting gem like that. I texted her this today, "I now understand why you said grocery shopping with Nicky is hard. Lauren is crazy! Daniel never did this $#@&!!!"
She will NOT sit in the cart, apparently has a grocery list of her own and God forbid I don't open a snack we are buying now (NOW!). Also, if she sees the balloons tied to the check-out stand there is no waiting until check-out. The good news is she is very friendly and says "hi" to people as we pass them. The only problem with that is if the person doesn't respond she will continue saying "hi" louder and LOUDER until they acknowledge her.
Oh yes, grocery shopping at 9pm after the kids are in bed is now an actual treat to me.
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