What is the problem shopping as a family? For starters, he parks in the wrong place. I have my own parking place at Wal-Mart don’tcha know. I am there so much that there is a parking spot just for me. And they told me that if I will make just one more visit each week, they will name an aisle after me. Okay…I exaggerate. Just a bit. But I do always park in almost the same exact place.
I don’t want the parking spot by the door. I don’t mind walking a little bit. What I want is that parking spot near the cart return.
This odd little quirk was born when the boys were infants and toddlers. It was fed by the terrifying stories of cars being stolen with children in them. So I always park by the cart returns.
When they were younger, I would not put the children in until the groceries were loaded and I would put the cart in the return and carrying Boo and holding Roo’s hand I would then buckle the boys in.
Now they get in, I have auto-locks on both vehicles I load the groceries and keep the alarm on the remote handy. I am prepared if nothing else. But I digress, as I am wont to do. The point is I park by the cart return. The one by the garden center. That way I can tour the seasonal items when I first get there. Every. Time. I. Go. It’s one of my small pleasures. Humor me. If I can’t go to Hobby Lobby I go through the garden center. A good day is going alone, stopping at Hobby Lobby on the way and then going through the garden center. I am digressing again, aren’t I?
DCG drives around looking for the closest parking spot to the front door. The front door. This might take twenty
Now what is odd is that not only does he lose the fact that he has traveling companions, but also he rarely has a clue why we are going there. He never has the list. The list is my department.
Where is it that the man is headed in such a hurry? Well to the only place in Wal-Mart I avoid like the plague. The electronics section. Forget that we came for soup and crackers. Forget that we need milk and cheese. Health and beauty aids? Pshaw. It is the electronics aisle for him.
So usually we make a deal. He takes the boys and checks out all the techno-geek cheap stuff, the movies, the games and takes the boys to the toy section. And I do the
That would be where one of us usually takes the boys to the car and the other purchases the life-sustaining merchandise from this acreage of retail. If I get the joy of taking the boys to
There is nothing that says "family adventure" like a trip to Wal-Mart.