The only bad thing is that I was sitting here at the computer when I heard a rumbling outside and thought it was the garbage truck. But then I remembered it wasn't garbage day....it must be...a big truck...or...a...SCHOOL BUS! OMG! If I'm not out there, they won't let my kindergartner off the bus! So I FLEW down the stairs and out the door, just in the knick of time. My neighbor and I have a pact that, if one of us forgets or isn't home in time, or for some reason just isn't there, the other one will take our care of our kid, but the bus driver has to be convinced that it's okay. I just hate it when I forget a kid.
She made up for it tonight, though. I took her to the grocery store with me...she said she wanted to "help" me. That "help" always costs me more money, for some reason. I'm not really sure we actually needed that can of corn she insisted on, or the chicken nuggets shaped like dinosaurs, either, although they do work pretty well with the alphabet-shaped Tater Tots. Did you know they make edible cereal straws for your milk? They're not cheap, either! And she wouldn't have gotten the Cheetos except that she said, "I'll share them with you, Gramma." The kid knows my weakness. Before you go calling the food nazis on me, though, I give them carrots and apples, whole grain breads, and other healthy things too. Their mom insists. 

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