I just returned from a huge grocery shopping trip.
The fun part? Taking all three of my children.
Oh, I'm joking. It wasn't really fun.
For them, maybe, but not for me.
I have taken for granted the beauty of public school, and being able to grocery shop sans children. If you're tempted to hate me for that, don't. Please. Because the 2007-08 school year was the first time in 10 years that I've not had at least one child in tow.
I told them before we went inside that we were sticking to the list.
That didn't keep them from asking me for eighthundredandninetytwomillion things.
And don't think for a minute that I didn't buy stuff for them. Everyone got new toothbrushes, hair clips (well, not Will because I can finally see his face again after his haircut yesterday!), and snow-cone syrup (how did that get in the cart?). And that's in addition to all the food I bought for them.
Abbey asked me as we were leaving the parking lot why I spent $XXX when I told her we weren't buying anything. She looked so cute with the magic marker freckles she drew on her face (oh, YES she DID!) that I couldn't help but smile back at her.
The best part? Having them help me carry everything inside and put it away. I could definitely get used to that.