Our back screen door has been in a mutilated state for months in the wake of Dog Walker Lise getting used to the fur flying fun that is suiting up Berenice and Raleigh in their leashes for a walk (this poster believes it was Berenice who charged the screen). Ted decided today was the day to replace it, but discovered mid-project we were out of screen material which meant a quick run out to Home Depot. We made it a family outing. Joe was loathe to be pried away from Guitar so was lured with the promise of riding in a shopping cart. He is a huge fan of the Big Red Shopping Cart at Target that he rides in most Saturday mornings. Home Depot has a big orange shopping cart that looks like a race car! As we tooled about the store, it was referred to by Joe as Big Orange Shopping Cart, then Digger, and finally, Choo Choo Train. Ted asked Julie as we left the parking lot what she needed (the DQ is across the parking lot) and Julie demurred, but as we rounded the corner onto Raleigh, what did we hear from the backseat? "Ice cream? Joe Joe ice cream too?" Ah. How well we've trained him.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Big Orange Shopping Cart
Our back screen door has been in a mutilated state for months in the wake of Dog Walker Lise getting used to the fur flying fun that is suiting up Berenice and Raleigh in their leashes for a walk (this poster believes it was Berenice who charged the screen). Ted decided today was the day to replace it, but discovered mid-project we were out of screen material which meant a quick run out to Home Depot. We made it a family outing. Joe was loathe to be pried away from Guitar so was lured with the promise of riding in a shopping cart. He is a huge fan of the Big Red Shopping Cart at Target that he rides in most Saturday mornings. Home Depot has a big orange shopping cart that looks like a race car! As we tooled about the store, it was referred to by Joe as Big Orange Shopping Cart, then Digger, and finally, Choo Choo Train. Ted asked Julie as we left the parking lot what she needed (the DQ is across the parking lot) and Julie demurred, but as we rounded the corner onto Raleigh, what did we hear from the backseat? "Ice cream? Joe Joe ice cream too?" Ah. How well we've trained him.
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