Daddy and Daughter's Trip to Town

The baler is going to be put to use this coming week, so Josh needed some baling twine.  After lunch yesterday, Josh took off to town to get some twine and since Caleb had the rest of his school work to finish, that left Sarah Rose going to town with Daddy by herself.

One thing on the list: 9000 baling twine; straight to Orscheln's and back.

Upon returning home, this is what they walked in the front door with:

 

Now, keep in mind that Josh doesn't shop.  At all.  Ever.  But Sarah is a regular shopper.  She goes with me for every grocery/errand run and it turns out, she knows her way around pretty good!

Here's the rest of the story, as reported by Josh when they got home:  With the bright idea of bringing root beer floats home to help beat the heat, they stopped at Fareway on the way home.  Sarah immediately stepped behind the door of the store to get her "kid cart".  (Have you guys noticed that the Fareways now have miniature red carts for kids to push around the store?  I love it!  It keeps the kids' hands busy and gives me a place to put fruits and vegetables so that they don't get accidentally squished in the cart!)  After getting her cart, she showed Josh through the store to where the pop aisle is for the root beer and then where the ice cream chest is.  On their course, Josh eyed the Little Debbies and added them to the cart, just because they were his favorite growing up.  (And it's been a while since he's had them because they never end up in MY cart!)  And then they had to pass the frozen pizza to get to the ice cream. Sarah's course must've been a little off, or else Josh had a scheme all along and took a detour!  We always have homemade pizza, so pizza from a box is a "treat" for us. 

Now, about the picture:  Sarah was so excited when she got home that she ran and jumped on the couch... and then fell off.  That instantly sent the happy, excited Sarah into the crying, pouting Sarah, not because she was hurt (she was fine), but because her pride took a tumble with the fall.  That made the picture I was intending to take of the memory nearly impossible.  BUT, thanks to Josh and his antics with a doll trying to take the picture, he got a smile out of Sarah and a picture after all.

And then she cried because Daddy tricked a smile out of her for the picture she didn't want to take. 

I foresee some rough teenage years!

We enjoyed our root beer floats for coffeetime and Josh and I enjoyed the pizza for supper.  It took a little (well, a lot) of convincing, but I finally talked the kids into making their own little personal pizzas for their supper since that one frozen pizza wouldn't have fed all four of us.

Josh has yet to eat a Little Debbie.  I bet he forgets they exist.

And now, you know the rest of the story!