
Well here we go...
I went to the grocery store today for hotdog buns. We're having hotdogs tonight. It's not glamorous but it works for us.
BUNS, I told myself, nothing more since we're watching the budget. Then I thought about
this post from Darby's blog yesterday and how I'd like to treat my huband to a yummy dessert when he got home. So I strolled on over to the cookie aisle and got my ingredients.
Sparing some additional boring details... when I got to the car I realized the cookies were in the bottom of the cart under Cohen's carrier and I had failed to scan them when I checked out.
Did I...
a) recoil in horror that I had just STOLEN something, turn around and go back in to pay for them
b) toss them carelessly into the back seat of the car
Let's just say I'm glad Cohen isn't able to comprehend thievery yet and I'll probably deservingly choke on my cake tonight. Sorry Mom and Dad- you taught me better, but it's still Darby's fault though.