This story is entitled “Well, it was bound to happen eventually…”
We are all attempting to exit the van to terrorizing Kroger and buy groceries. The Crazies are tired and hesitant to cooperate. So, Mama, without thinking, attempts to cheer them and give them an important job.
Me: “come on, we must go pick out food for when Grandma comes!!!”
The Crazies: “GRANDMA IS COMING?!?!?”
Hubby: ((Completely rolling on the ground laughing))
Only 4 days of questions left. Hurry, Mom, hurry.