Grocery shopping is at the top of my list of things I’d rather not do. I try to avoid going with the boys because it takes longer but their presence certainly makes things more interesting.
Tonight as we round the corner of the bakery and move into the meat department section of the store Isaiah’s eyes get big and he stops pushing the cart. My youngest is sitting inside of it squishing the first few things I’ve picked up. He walks over to a bright red sign… Continue reading