The other day Annabelle and I went to pick up a few things at Publix. The following conversation took place between me and the boy bagging the groceries:
Him: Do you want me to push the carriage* out to the car for you?
Me: No thank you, I’m fine. (I’m all for boys being gentlemen but I didn’t have any spare cash for a tip.)
Him: Are you sure? I don’t mind.
Me: Oh, we’re good.
Him: It’s not a problem.
Me: I can do it but thank you anyway.
I then proceeded to crash the carriage straight into the neighboring cash register and almost run over people entering through the exit door. Just call me Grace.
* Carriage/cart/buggy. Toemayto, toemato.
To add to the awkward experiences I’ve lived through lately, when the pastor at church said to me “I’ll tell Chris too”, I stared at him for 48 minutes trying to figure out who this Chris person was. Don’t mind me. I’m just the person who doesn’t recognize her husband’s name when she hears it.
So that’s been life around here. In other words, it’s business as usual.
I am so excited about Annabelle’s first 4th of July. Fourth of July is right up there with Christmas when it comes to my favorite holidays. We made an American flag with her footprint. Feel free to send us a Pinterest Parents of the Year Award.
Parents of the year to baby of the year. You guys win this year's prize!
She is seriously so cute! ๐
SHE IS SO SQUISHY!!!!
Do people really say carriage down there? I would've been so confused.
The Andy Bernard dance gif is my favorite.
She is so adorable. And I've never heard a cart called a carriage before… is it an American thing?? Happy 4th of July ๐
Grocery carriage must definitely be a northern term. A new one for me, for sure. ๐ And she is so darn cute! Awesome job sleeping, AB!
You don't have to tip at Publix for them taking your buggy out to the car…in fact, they can't and won't accept it if you try! My favorite part of the shopping trip…I can walk 20 feet ahead and pretend the screaming hooligans in the buggy aren't mine for a few glorious minutes. ๐