I don’t know why it is that I always have stories about the commissary. Although I did have a staff person ask me if I was there every day (Um, you think I would come here for fun?!). I suppose other people go to the commissary without incident, but then again they must have really boring blogs.
Today started as a good trip, even though it started pouring rain just as I was about the put the dutchkid in the car. That’s ok, we don’t mind getting wet. It made for fewer crowds. We cruised through in less than 45 minutes. As a treat for being so cooperative (if a bit loud – she had been serenading passersby), I let her pick out some animal crackers in the cute red box.
When we loaded into the car to head home, I realized that I forgot to save them out and they were in the trunk with the rest of the groceries. So after I buckled the dutchkid in, I told her I would go look. “Oh no, Mama, they’re right here!” she says proudly, opening up the little play purse she had with her. Sure enough, there they are.
My girl, a thief at 3.
I even talk to her frequently about how we always pay the nice lady before we open or eat anything from a store! I was so tempted, standing there in the rain, to just get in the car and take her and the stolen goods home. But I couldn’t do it. After the whole fiasco with the birthday cake!? I’m lucky they even let me IN the commissary. We went back inside. Paid for the crackers, all $1.10 of them. She must take after her daddy.
Too Funny! I’m just waiting for my turn on that one.
Have Dutchkid and her daddy been watching “Paper Moon” together?
Bette – I’ve never seen it! Now I’ll have to rent it (and keep it away from them both!)
Definitely a cute, funny story! That birthday cake was beautiful, as well.
Reaping In Abundance,
Kay