Trip to the Store

February 17th, 2009

When I got home from work, I told Hadley that if she ate all her supper, we could go get a special treat. She didn’t know what it was, but she was motivated and ate a sloppy joe like there was no tomorrow.

She and Zoey both got Valentine’s in the mail from Great Grandma and Grandpa Schmit with a dollar in it. Hadley immediately took her dollar and put it in her purse.

So after supper, I told her to grab her purse and put on clothes. She was still in pj’s because she will only wear dresses or pj’s at this point in her life. That being said, she would only put on pants and a shirt if she could keep her pj’s on underneath. What do I care?

Off we head to the grocery store. Hadley was so cute carrying her purse, excited to go make a purchase with that dollar.

We got to Super-V and bee-lined it for the candy isle. After what seemed like hours of deliberation, Hadley finally decided on sour gummy worms. I reinforced that she would not be eating the whole package tonight. She responded by letting me know that she would eat the rest of the bag when she woke up tomorrow. I told her that was a negotiation for mom.

We walked up to the register and Hadley put the gummy worms on the conveyor. Then she carefully took out her dollar and handed it to the girl. I gave Hadley her change, which she put in her purse, then she told the girl thank you and we were off for home.

Lately, we’ve been telling Hadley that we have inside and outside voices. She is not allowed to yell inside, but loves yelling outside. So this is what she did the entire way back from the grocery store. We got some weird looks, but she was just enjoying yelling so much, what are you gonna do?

Zoey Belle is a walking machine lately. She is going from one side of the house to the other. The only time I really see her crawl is when I get home from work. She literally sees me and seizes. She stops whatever she is doing and comes flying toward me. It usually starts as a sprint, but she falls and never skips a beat. By the way, the entire time she is moving she is laughing and squealing. She gets to me and just wants to be held and given kisses.

You can’t ask for a better reception than that.

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