The Supermarket Run
It's like visiting Disney world, but with food that's cheaper.
We have to go to the supermarket on the way home I tell her as we get into the car on the way home from camp.
We needed milk.
We came out with more than milk.
You see, to you and I going to the supermarket is about as exciting as well - going to the supermarket to buy milk. It’s not very exciting.
Unless, you are six.
If you are six then you are in for a treat:
At the supermarket you see ballooons shaped like butterflies and dragonflies.
You see cakes, and chips and cereal and ginger ale and the list goes on and on.
You debate with your father if you should buy freezie pops for dessert (we did)
You tell your Dad that you want to go and look down all the aisles. Your Dad says that if we do that the popsicles will melt. You’re okay with not going down all the aisles.
You help get a bag and help Dad decide how many bags he needs to buy.
You help push the cart but have a bit of trouble with the steerig.
Your enthusiasim for the supermarket makes all the old ladies there smile at your wide eyed wonder at all the things we take for granted.
Your Dad thanks you for a good supermarket run and rewards you with one of those delicious loookig gummy pops.
You tell Dad that tomorrow we can go back to the supermarket to get some desert for him too.
He’s good with that idea.
Until Next Time,
TH and Co.