Grocery Tales

Grocery shopping with Max and Natalie is always an adventure. It takes some mental preparation, a deep breath, and a small prayer, but we usually brave the store one weekday morning a week. I like going in the mornings because we always always get encouraging smiles and comments from little old ladies who have been in my shoes.

Now that Max can sit in the cart (and now that Natalie will let him have the seat), we seem to have somewhat of a system. If I know my list well enough and if Max is rested enough and if Natalie has enough samples, we can usually make it to the check out before anyone has a meltdown. On our way to the car today Natalie insisted that everyone in the parking lot hear how badly she needed another cookie sample, but we had made it out of the store, so I counted the trip as a success.