I’ve only recently started using Facebook so when they ask me “What’s on my mind?” I feel inclined to tell them.
Yesterday I accompanied my daughter and my granddaughter, age 18 months, to the local grocery store. Well, maybe not what most folks consider local since out here the term “local” means about 35 miles away. The toddler was safely seated in the front of the pushcart
Anyway, as we were making our way through the aisles all was going smoothly but as we neared the checkout line things began to change.
It’s funny how the checkout line at most grocery stores keep their most colorful trinkets, doodads and gewgaws right at arm’s length for a child to stretch out their little arms and indicate that they want one of those. If their request is not forthcoming, you can bet that in most instances the whining will begin and things can quickly escalate to a full-blown temper tantrum. After all, what kid likes to be told no?