Abby had to pee four times in the grocery store- but I think it was more about the Dyson Air Blades than it was about actual bladder control- so when I finally reached in my purse to pay from my mountain of groceries, I was already on the annoyed side of the fence. Pulling out my wallet, I found this little list, written on the back of a piece of origami paper. Before Jeffrey left for school, he had mentioned something about picking up some things he wanted from the market- I just wasn’t expecting quite… this.
I’m still struggling with why he needs concrete molds. I can see super glue- I mean, it’s super, and it’s glue! What’s not to love? But concrete molds? Unless perhaps he was hoping the request for Hot Pockets would seem sane after asking for concrete molds…?