After braving Target alone with The Crazies (which included talking all four out of detonating and a near storm caused electrical outage), I inform them, “It is getting ready to STORM. Listen. When we leave the store and run to the van, you must HURRY and get in your seats. DO YOU UNDERSTAND????”
The Crazies: “Yes, ma’am!”
((We proceed to run through the parking lot))
DD sings: “Raindrops are falling on my head…” HAHAHAHAHA
She truly is my mom’s grandchild. A song for every occasion.