It was a cool moonlit night,
(I always wanted to start a story like that).
We arrived at the dreaded WALMART my list in hand we parted at the door. Hubby asked, Where are you going? I said grab your own cart and we will meet.
I speed shop. I had a list. I don't dawdle I get it done. Then I began to look for the lost males. No luck so I checked out thinking maybe they were at the truck. Wrong guess, you would think it would be. I had the list they were just shopping.
I thought they would stay together. Again I am wrong. Now both of these gentlemen have cell phones. I don't. I have pushed my full cart to the truck and no one was there. I don't have a key so I push the heavy laden cart back inside. No sight of them anywhere along the check out line. I ask a employee if they could page someone. Nope, can't leave this spot. I said, OK, no problem but I bet my face said different words. Shortly the employee asked the name again.
I spy Hubby looking lost, tagged him and he called Andrew on his cell. Andrew said, "That was so not cool, Papa!!!" Hubby is puzzled because he doesn't know what is going on. I had Andrew paged!!!
It was so much fun I may page him every trip.
Yep, sounds like a good plan to me.
