So, I took the kids grocery shopping on Monday. This was not one of my better ideas. I only went to procure some of the pork chops & boneless chicken breasts that were allegedly on sale. I say allegedly, because despite arriving at the store less than 24 hours after the ad ran, there was no sign of pork chops or boneless chicken breasts. Well, there was that 1 bloated pack of chicken, but it wasn't the sale kind. That one was full price.
Kids were good for about the first 10 minutes...after that, well, let's just say they didn't get that McDonald's they were trying to pitch me on the way to the store. "I'll think about it" rates up there with "because I said so" in my parenting lingo. Two things I hated hearing as a child....and I am disgusted hearing them come out of my mouth...but, dammit if they aren't helpful with nagging kids that don't accept the unabridged answer the first 3 times you give it to them.
Although the grocery store trip was mostly a bust, I did get one good chuckle out of the debacle. As we are tooling around the grocery store, my son discovers one of his very most favoritest things & feels the need to inform me of his discovery.
"Look mommy! Balls! I like balls! Blue balls are my favorite! I like blue balls!"
I'm saving this story for later in his life. This one will compliment the Dog Poo Incident nicely....