What It’s Like to Go to Kroger with the Family

“We need cheese?”

“What do we need?”

“What did you say?”

“What, what did he say?”

“Which said what?”

“Where’s your mom?”

“Um, where’s Mom?”

“My phone’s ringing.”

“It’s your son for you.”

“The Butcher?

“No, the other.”

“No, he’s right here with us.”

“No, he’s not.”

“Mom looks lost.”

“Did you find mom?”

“Did he find mom?”

“I found mom.”

“What’d he say?”

“What’s she want to know?”

“AAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!”

4 thoughts on “What It’s Like to Go to Kroger with the Family

  1. I went to high school with this girl – her whole family went to the grocery store and wal*mart together. I always felt horrified for her. And her family. It was exactly the same mass confusion scenario that you just described.

    Had my parents grocery shopped together, they would have divorced.

  2. “What are you making?”
    “Chex mix.”
    “What?”
    Assuming he just didn’t hear, “Chex mix!”
    “What?”
    “CHEX MIX!”
    “I don’t understand.”
    Grabbing up all three Chex boxes in my arms and spinning around to show him, “CHEX MIX!!!”
    “Oh!”

    Half an hour later when I go into the kitchen to open the oven and stir said Chex mix…
    “What are you making?”

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