Well, we've been Krogering. (local joke)
Yesterday, Jake and Gwynnie wanted to take their eight bucks to the grocery store to get their cereal and snacks. They're really excited about this whole arrangement, so we hopped in our old truck (the guy who owned it before us named it Soren) a 1989 Mazda (goes hmmmmmmmm), white, with a big old star on the hood and blue tape on part of the windshield to keep it from leaking. I think. The seatback won't stay in the upright position I need to work the clutch, so I have to put my purse behind my back. I dunno. I kinda like the whole arrangement it's so goofy. And there the reverse snobbery aspect (the 'at least it's paid for' thing) as well as the hope that maybe this somehow makes up for our Volvo wagon (at least it's paid for).
The kids went right to the Kroger (or K-Rog [raj] as we call the store) bag cereal. A honking big bag for 2.99. (I couldn't get them to eat bag cereal if their life depended on it before!) And Honey BBQ Frito Twists on sale for $2.20. They went through the check out on their own. This is a great way for them to learn about value. I noticed this morning they took Will up on his offer of Bisquick pancakes. Guess they're saving the cereal for snacks too.
Pretty neat!
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