Grocery shopping has long been my most hated errand. I mean, it's a repeating game of place item in cart, take item out, place item in grocery sack, take item out, place item in pantry, take item out, place item in fantastic recipe, take item out of oven, place item on table -- and watch it be devoured in seconds. Pointless, except that the human body needs to eat.
Now add two toddlers to the most hated errand.
And that's where I was when it came to grocery shopping about ten years ago.
Now add two onlookers watching me on the most hated errand with two toddlers about ten years ago.
One toddler unpacked grocery sacks faster than I could pack them. One toddler ran up and down the aisle while I attempted packing and re-packing grocery sacks.
One onlooker glared at me. "Can't you control your kids?" the on-looker's glare said to me.
The other onlooker smiled at me gently. "Your kids will grow up quickly; enjoy even this," that on-looker's smile told me.
Many times since, I've wondered what my looks are saying.