I spend more money at the grocery store if either Pastor Dad or the Bear go with me. That's not always true because sometimes Pastor Dad drives but naps in the car while I shop. The Bear usually insists upon escorting me in order to insure the cart and conveyor belt are properly overloaded. Gone is the day when I could slap his little hand away from the shelves as he rode along. Now he just wanders at will through the building discovering all sorts of goodies.
Last night, the Bear spent the night with friends and was not yet home when I left to do the shopping this afternoon. I thought I'd made a clean break. My celebration was interrupted in the first aisle by the buzzing of my phone's text message cue. It was the Bear telling me the things that he wanted.
Next time I sneak off to the store I think I'll leave the cell phone in the car. Technology has made it inexpensive to carry one unless the cost of groceries is factored into the equation.
That was cute! At least you are communicating and he still tells you his needs and wants. Time will come and all too soon when he won't do that anymore. He'll text his wife!! Enjoy him while you can!
ReplyDeleteLOL! Yep, you definitely got yourself one teenage boy in your house! Loved the post! Brought back memories, not so much with the cell phone (didn't have one then) but with the food the boys wolfed down!
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