"Are you sure?" I asked, knowing that this was going to be one of those mega shopping trips...I mean, we were out of the basics like ketchup and sandwich bread.
He was sure he wanted to go.
As we were walking up and down the grocery store aisles my son sighed, "I could just live here." We were standing next to the cookies. When I pointed out that life just isn't about food, he gave me this blank stare, that, with his dark hair and round glasses, makes him look just like Harry Potter.
I learned some things: it seems as if I haven't been keeping our pantry stocked with "good stuff" lately like Frosted Flakes or Pop Tarts; that fruit roll-ups 65 ft. long are the greatest thing to have for lunch; and that colored marshmallows taste better than plain, white ones.
He learned some things: While selecting fruit, I pointed out the navel oranges. When he fixed me with his blank, Harry Potter stare again, I realized that he was thinking "naval", as in the navy, and not "navel", as in belly button. Well, he thought that was just plain gross. But he did think the blood oranges were cool.
And we both agreed that Haribo gummie bears are the. best. ever. We bought a bag to eat on the drive home.
Then my son found a Dora figurine he wanted to buy for his baby brother who had spent all Sunday convinced that Dora herself was coming over to play in "just fifteen minutes" (he repeated this all day long). So we purchased Dora, and when we returned home we placed her on the front doorstep and rang the bell. The look on my toddler's face when he saw Dora...well, let's just say that our laughter could be heard several streets over.
Who knew that grocery shopping could be such fun?