Wednesday, November 12, 2008

The Grocery Store

I was looking back through old posts this week and noticed that I had not posted about grocery shopping in quite some time. I was amazed as our weekly trip to the grocery used to be such a feat that it always resulted in some blog worth story and its own label for categorizing posts. Of course, thinking this jinxed me.

Today I took Ruby and Eliza Claire with me to the grocery store. Only having two kids for the trip meant it should be relatively uneventful. Overall it was. We stopped and had a nice chat with a grandmother who was admiring the girls. We got some of our Thanksgiving shopping out of the way so I wouldn't have to go to three stores to get pie crusts or bread crumbs the week of. Yes, I know I should make my own pie crust, but well the Pillsbury ones in the refrigerated section are just so easy and come out so close to homemade without the fear of it being tough I've just never saw the need to tackle one from scratch.

While comparing the different brands of rinse aid for the dishwasher I hear "yogurt! Yogurt! Yogurt!" I thought, "why are the so excited of the yogurt in the cart?" Then I turned around and found this:

This is what the girls looked like after Mommy told them they weren't supposed to open the yogurt. I mean a few grapes are one thing, but this?

I threw some random bottle of the rinse aid in the cart and decided this was my sign that we should be done with the grocery shopping. But at this point the damage was done and I let them continue with their treat.

I did remember to pay for the yogurt. Though in handing it to the check out guy, we dropped it and splattered some on the check out area, oops. The girl bagging the groceries was nice enough to give me a few paper towels for the girls as we left, I didn't even have to ask! How is that for customer service?

And Charlotte will be thrilled when she gets home to find out that Mommy bought three new curling irons while at the store. "Three?" you ask. Yes, it was $2 more to get three than it was to get one. So now I have a 3/4, 1, and 1 1/2 inch curling iron. Now we will have to see if she will let me near her with one or if she is still too scared I'll burn her...



Cici said...

I am glad to see that you also get "the look" from Eliza and that she has taught Ruby how to do it!!

Sherri said...

I am scared you will burn her too!

DeedleMe said...

Bless your heart... Savannah is STILL scared for me to get near her with one, and she is 16! I understand!