Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Grocery Shopping With a Three Year Old

Brother has become my grocery store companion lately and for the most part, he's awesome in that role.

No matter where we are, Brother loves to engage people in conversation and tell them stories. Since we shop at the commissary on base, we encounter a lot of senior citizens who have retired from the military. They always show Brother extra attention and he loves every second of it.

Before I continue, I'm just going to throw in a little tidbit of information about Brother. He only has one level of volume and that is LOUD. Now that I've put that out there, let's move on.

This morning as we did our shopping trip, an elderly gentleman approached Brother and asked how he was doing.

"Good, thanks!"

As the man patted his head and walked away, Brother turns to me.

"MOM, HE ONLY HAD ONE TOOTH. WHY DOES HE ONLY HAVE ONE TOOTH? WHERE ARE HIS OTHER TEETH?"

I tried to distract him with Disney character shaped graham crackers but he wasn't having it. He just needed to know. Everyone around giggled except the man, who didn't turn back to look at us and I'm just praying that he didn't hear.

Two minutes later, we were in the meat aisle. I'm browsing the hamburger sales and Brother decides it's time for a little heart to heart.

"Mom, why don't you ever pray to God?"

Looking around to make sure our Pastor isn't shopping today, I say, "Son, of course I pray to God."

"YOU DO?"

"Yes, Brother, I do."

"Well, I think you need to stop right now and pray with me."

"Brother, you really want to pray in the grocery store?"

"Yes. I think you need to pray right now and ask God to give us a baby. We need a baby. And, a pet. So, let's pray now."

Ya'll, I wish I was making this up. By the time this conversation was over, I expected people to start kneeling and laying hands on me in the hamburger section. They were so engaged that I had to smile and run away to keep from taking part in the "Ask Jesus for a baby and a dog" party that was about to take place.

Dear Lord, I pray that I can get my shopping done from now on when Brother is in preschool. Amen.

14 comments:

  1. Ok, this is such a funny story....I loved it! You let Brother know that I'll be happy to pray with him anytime for "that baby!"

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  2. I can picture the whole scenario... and I just smile!! Brother is one smart little cookie (note the grocery store reference) to have such a keen sense of observation (tooth!)... and how to go about requesting those other miracles (puppies and babies!).

    I love it!

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  3. Oh my gosh, he is hilarious!! If I had overheard any of that I would have gotten such a kick out of it. Sometimes kids are very loud and I'm sure parents can be self-conscious about it, but I really just get a kick out of what comes out of kids' mouths sometimes!!

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  4. Sometimes you need a little talking to Jesus ... sometimes it's in the meat aisle.

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  5. Can I join in the laying on of hands prayer party for that baby!
    I am so glad you shared. It was a much needed out loud laughing session in this empty quiet apartment!
    I so love Brother!!!! (and his volume)

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  6. Shopping with a 3 year old is always an adventure. When my youngest was three he told the male cashier my phone number.

    Preschool time = shopping time for us now too.

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  7. HAHAHA! I love it! I feel your pain, I currently shop with both my kids (4 and 1) and lemme tell ya- THAT is a mental workout!

    Happy POW!

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  8. That is adorable! My daughter is desperate for a brother or sister, and is always talking about how I need to put a baby in my tummy when we're out in public. Those loud kiddos can sure do you in!

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  9. So cute! We have had a few of those experiences when my 3 year old observes something and questions it a little too loudly! My son wants a little brother or sister so bad...maybe it is just the age? He is always saying can we get this for my brother or sister? or I will save this baby toy for my brother or sister. 3 year olds are so funny!

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  10. That is quite cute. My 4 year old also speaks on that same voice level. I had a lady tell me once at the check out that she'd been enjoying listening to us throughout the store... her favorite comment was over in the fruit section.

    Sometimes I forget how loud we are!

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  11. I was just commenting to my husband how our 2 year old has one level, LOUD! He desperately needs to learn volume control...too funny! Happy POW!

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  12. That is so funny! 3 year old kids really are something else aren't they? Pretty much at any given time I am trying to decide whether to hug mine or lock her in her room. (Please don't call social services! I'm a good Mom, I promise)

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  13. That is precious! He sounds exactly like my Carter- loudness and all!

    Steph

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  14. I remember when my sons were that age. To keep them occupied we'd toss groceries down the aisles. I'd roll cans or papertowels to them and they'd load the cart. People looked at us like we were crazy. Actually we still do this all the time now that they're teenagers. :) Love your blog especially the title

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