I picked up Josiah from school.
He didn't drive me. He just like sitting in the driver's seat and be a kid.
I needed to go to the supermarket and get something for dinner. I needed to get a cart. i asked Josiah if he wanted to get in the cart or walk. He wanted to going the cart but n the child's seat. I double checked with him and he wanted to sit in the child seat. This boy is 5 and he is big. It took us a minute to get him in the seat especially with those long legs.
He beamed and giggled. He was in heaven. I can imagine he doesn't get in the cart with the other three siblings. Josiah had the cart to himself and couldn't stop smiling.
You know what he asked me? Where are the Swedish fish? I created a Swedish fish monster. Did I get it for him? Of course, I did.
While I was picking up items, he saw the box tops for education. Josiah yelled that we need to get that because his mom needs them. My daughter taught him well. She is a collecting machine! I told her and she was very proud of her boy.
As we are going through the store, I am just loving and kissing on him and he is giggling and giving me the best of hugs.
It was the best trip to the supermarket I have had in quite a long time.
Please ignore the hair and the askew glasses. Hugging and winds can be treacherous.
Still smiling Abbie