Sometimes we make mistakes as parents. It happens. We get tired, frustrated, suffer from poor judgement or sleep loss, or just get plain delusional. Sometimes circumstances just work against us.
Which is how I ended up taking three kids grocery shopping. It doesn’t happen that often. Between school and the mixed blessing of my husband’s odd ball work schedule, I can usually find a way to gather the food without their presence. But at least once during the summer, I find myself needing to shop when he is gone, and I haul my brood with me.
