I live by routines and my routine is to pick up groceries on Saturday morning between and 11:00 and 12:00. There are exceptions to every routine, of course, and this was one of those times. I wanted to pick up groceries this evening. First thing this morning I sat down to do my grocery order only to find out that pick up was closed through the weekend. I could have picked up at another Wal-Mart but the driving time would have been the same as me just doing my own grocery shopping at the closer store.
I was reallllly tempted to be frustrated. What an inconvenience to have to walk through the store and pick out my own groceries and rearrange the day's schedule. I very quickly stopped myself because how can I even think of this as even as inconvenience. There IS a store that is full of a vast variety of foods to buy. I have transportation to get to the store. and money to pay for the food. The list goes on and on and on.
And so I was relaying all of these thoughts to the children over lunch, which led to them remembering the days when we ALL went grocery shopping every single week. They talked about how HUGE Walmart seemed and how they were sure if they let go of holding on to the cart they would get lost in that huge store. Another story was how they hoped that I would not run into anyone I knew at the store--especially Aunt Meghan--because we would talk for sooooo long! Anna did cartwheels down the aisles. (She was not one who was afraid of letting go of the cart! Did she EVER hold on to the cart?!) Josiah remembered playing in a clothes rack only to emerge and not see me and got scared.
Isaiah doesn't really remember those days and decided he would go along with me today. When we got to the store, I chose a cart and realized it didn't have a plastic cover on the handle and it was COLD. Isaiah offered to push the cart and warm it up for me. He proceeded to push the cart the whole time. He was a great helper. I realized that had I just picked up groceries I would not have had that hour alone with Isaiah and he really did need a full grocery shopping experience with me that he will remember. lol.
We got to the cashier and I told her that I usually do pickup and was tempted to be annoyed at the "inconvenience." She was old enough to appreciate the days when there was no choice but to do grocery shopping with multiple children in tow and we laughed about "first world problems." She gave me my total and then asked, "And so did you spend more in the store than you do on pickup?" The answer was definitely YES. When we got home and the others saw the extra fruit and bags of chips, their response was "good job Isaiah."







































