I hate shopping with kids. The carts are dirty, they want every sugar cereal known to man, and inevitably, one of them needs something instantly. But yesterday, when Charlotte requested a family trip to the grocery store, I couldn't say no.
And so, Charlotte and Kate rode in the "car cart" as I shlepped with Dave through every aisle. And, despite a minor choking instance with Kate, and the purchase of a Rice Krispies box with "barbie watch" only available by MAIL IN to the disappointment of my almost five year old....it was kinda fun.
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