Single parents are amazing.
So then, a few hours later and after a few more pounds of knowledge were absorbed by my head* i took our three kids shopping. I got hundreds of nickels worth of groceries, and five full WIC coupons worth of essentials, so my cart was FULL. Seriously full. We're talking six gallons of milk, seven cans of juice, blah blah. And the only way to check out for a full carted group like us was the self-checkout areas.
*I'm reading The Chicago Manual of Style 15th Ed. -- it's like five or six college courses in one. And i'm pretty sure it would proscribe my usage of "jump-goer-over-ers".
So there i am trying to get this done in a timely manner, trying to keep Houston and Katrina involved and in my sight, when suddenly Houston is gone. I told Katrina to step out so she can see around, and she found him over by the can return area, playing with a sink. She kind of wandered over there, and since i could still see them, and i couldn't leave Zane in the cart by himself, and i couldn't take a cart half full of unpaid-for groceries past the checkout area... so i left them to play at the sink.
Then, after finishing getting all my stuff checked out, i went over to the sink area to retrieve my children. I said "Okay Katrina, let's go." Katrina says "One more", and i'm thinking "one more what?" and then i see what they've been doing. They had found about seven pop bottle screw lids, and were filling them with water and drinking out of them. As i grimace and force images of herpes and Flu Like Symptoms from my mind with thoughts of the astonishing powers of healthy children's immune systems, Katrina tries to drink the rest of her "cups" of water, and i say gently, "No, Katrina, we have to throw those away. They're kind of dirty."
Oh, boy!! Immunity is built up in cleaner ways I believe. Like eating grubs and licking door knobs!! Go Juan!
-- mummu (Email) - 01 March '07 - 14:35