2:00 pm Decided to drive to WalMart to purchase goldfish for my grandsons as a reward for
good grades (my oldest grandson) and good behavior (my youngest grandson).
2:10 pm Moved car seat from one car to another.
2:20 pm Decided it was a cruel and unfair intelligence test.
2:25 pm Decided to sing songs in car. Began singing Old McDonald.
2:30 pm Looked in rear view mirror. Grandson had hands over his ears.
2:35 pm Switched to phonics lesson.
Grandson: fi-fi-fi- BISH.
2:45 pm Pulled into WalMart parking lot.
Realized (too late) that the day before Valentine’s Day is not a good day to buy fish.
3:00 pm Asked Grandson if he wanted to buy Valentine cards.
He said “YES. I LUB Mama, and You, and Nona, and the Tias, and Milo (daughter’s pug).”
I became energized and determined.
I would NOT fail. Off to the fish we went.
3:15 pm Wal Mart fish person ‘fishes’ out three tiny goldfish and bags them.
3:16 pm Slight meltdown when grandson says ‘No not those- I want THOSE.’
3:30 pm Arrive at register. Place bag of fish on conveyer belt.
3:35 pm Pay and turn to leave.
Checker panics and says “M’am!”
“Hold the bag of fish above your head. If they go through the scanner at the exit , it will kill them!”
3:36 pm Started laughing, raised bag of fish above my head, and grabbed a sweet little hand.
Life is good!