Eva has been protesting being in the cart at the grocery store lately. She screams if I buckle her in the seat, but then climbs out if I let her ride in the basket. Truly an irritating phase. I’ll admit I’ve shopped while she has one leg hanging over the side of the basket – it’s called “survival.”
I had an epiphany the other day that has solved my problem entirely. She’s big enough for the car-cart. Duh!
She was extremely pleased to drive around the store. I was extremely pleased that she wasn’t screaming or climbing out.
Of course, the people I kept ramming into weren’t pleased. Or the employees who will have to restock all the crackers I knocked off the end cap. It’s definitely not a precise machine and is a bit sloppy around the curves.
A small price to pay for peace.
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