The two girls who complained about not going fishing yesterday, got their alone time with us today. They chose shopping over fishing – no silly girls, these. They know that a shopping trip is started with lunch of their choice. So, it was off to Ginger’s for us – burgers and chicken strips and a first ever taste of a malted.
The malted brought up an interesting side conversation:
Me – so did you taste the malt?
Pup – No, wait! is that the stuff in the little balls?
Me – you mean MALTED milk balls? Yes.
Pup – oh, then, yes I tasted it.
And, that is what we specialize in with our grandkiddos – laughter – generous dollops of laughter. Never AT them, mind you. Always WITH them. We, of course, are often the butts of the jokes THEY tell. In fact, caught the girls mimicing our walk/waddle/stride while in the store. Little imps.
After all the groceries were in the basket the girls begged to be allowed to wander through the “gadget” aisles (quote the Pup: we’re too old for TOYS, we call them gadgets. cue laughter). Gramps was not with us at this point. I wandered for a bit, then went to sit (test sit) in the furniture department. Both girls found webkinz and asked if the amount was too much. This is a Gramps question so I told them we would wait for his return to answer it.
While waiting . . . .
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The answer when Gramps returned – and was BOOOed! – was, of course, yes. We checked out, and the girls helped bring in the groceries, then disappeared to play with their new “gadgets”.
Why, yes, yes we do: we live in Alaska – we make our own fun.