The audacity of grocery clerks today...

Extravagent photos are at a nil right now, so I post only a few of the most recent life-consuming game.

It's funny how things go in spurts, and how when the spurt is 'on' the child thinks of nothing else. So it goes with 'store'.

They have an amazing wooden little cupboard I got at a yardsale for $3.00 and fixed it up a bit, stocked full of empty spice containers and taped-back-together boxes of jello and pudding. They have a chinzy, flimsy kitchen that houses a mix-match of plastic and metal pans. They have two small metal 'shopping baskets' I found at a bargain outlet. Three years ago, Corynn got a mini shopping cart.

But at Christmastime, Corynn and Andrew were gifted a CASH REGISTER (with a beeping scanner, no less) and piles upon piles of food. It tastes plastic-y and is so BRIGHT it is scary-but it makes for a GREAT grocery store!


That's all the seem to want to play these days, and they get VERY into it...


Even the Panda does a fantastic job scanning every last thing you hand him. The moment he beeps it, he hands it to you and says BYE. Wouldn't it be great if that happened in real life? No money exchange, no problem!


Thanks for the free donut, pal.


Corynn takes her job a bit more seriously. She demands money and her prices are steep, let me tell you. "You owe me Forty-twenty." or "Seventy-five-ten". For a box of COCOA?!? Yikes. Remind me to stop going THERE.



Although-when shopping, I do look for stores with friendly service-and hers beats all...by a LONG shot. You hand her an item and she goes into some long saga about it. "Oh-I see you have seeds here, Ma'am. They sure make pretty flowers. I grew some at home with my twenty-three children. They liked to pick them for me and bring me little bouquets of them. Soon, I had the flowers all over the house!"

Hm. Sounds sorta like MY family.


On second thought:

I gave her a gallon of milk and she refused to sell it to me. She said it was only to be GIVEN away-to the poor. And since I had money, I wasn't poor. We had just finished reading THIS book.

Oh...and then there was the time she refused to let me buy my pineapple because she said they were peas. I told her that it was pineapple, and that I wanted it. She wouldn't give it to me until I admitted they were peas. Such a stubborn girl. Of course, I refused to give in and walked out of the store with my nose held high and my pineapple integrity intact.


But there is one good thing about Corynn's supermarket. The busboy who helped me carry my groceries out to the car SURE was a cutie!