This is about as orderly as food gets in my house. It’s a pantry and my boys think that pretty much anything goes when it comes to pantries.
This is also what we call running low. Today is grocery shopping day.
For me, grocery shopping pretty much ranks up there with running a marathon, something I don’t ever want to do. However, unlike running a marathon, I HAVE to grocery shop.
If you’re going to be at the Mayport commissary this morning I’ll be the one WITHOUT her oldest teenage daughter who is visiting my sister, and WITH the sweet little baby girl and the 6 boys who are all in your way on the cereal isle. Feel free to wave.
What is it about the cereal isle that makes my children forget their senses anyway?
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