I had to run to the grocery store tonight to get the rest of the things needed to make tacos...and to get The Cop Magnet some liquid crack (AKA Mountain Dew). I took Monkey Butt with me. When we were at the register, the sacker put the stuff in sacks (imagine that) and put the stuff back into the basket. He said, "Do you want help out with this ma'am?" I used my standard line...
"That's what I had kids for..."
And yes, Monkey Butt pushed the cart out to the car.
The look on that sacker's face was priceless. You could tell he was new - because the other sackers (and cashiers) know that if I have a kid with me, I do not want help. My children are learning to be responsible helpers.Labels: family misadventures |
Don't they have laws there on child labor? ..slave-driver :) hehehe