Checkout Lines are SO FUN!!!!!

...when you are under the age of 3! =)

This is the conclusion to a typical grocery shopping adventure with 3.  Where is Savannah? Well, she is exploring the nail salon behind me in Wal Mart.  It seems there is always a bench or chair nearby no matter what grocery store (or checkout line) we are in.  She found one today right next to a gentleman waiting for his dear wife as she enjoyed a manicure.  He, with newspaper in hand, apparently did not speak English. And Savannah thought he could not hear her.  I finally realized what was going on from the checkout line when I hear her loudly ask, "Do you like your book?" The newspaper still in front of his face, I'm assuming he is either completely annoyed by a chatty 4-year-old, or he just simply doesn't understand her.  Poor girl...she later told me he wasn't very nice to her. 
Motioning for her to sit down and to talk more quietly, I turn my attention right back to my busy boys...one of whom is mashing every single button on the credit card machine (grinning ear to ear), and the other is on his feet reaching for the plastic bags, probably attempting to eat one.  And the couple next in line, well they're just enjoying the entertainment! (and most likely thinking...glad it's her!)  


And guess what? I am too. I am glad it's my job to closely watch a busy red head who just can't sit behind that buckle but for so long.  Glad it's my job to compare the prices of split chicken breasts while keeping watch to assure an active little girl doesn't run into an elderly shopper.  Glad I get to hand a baby one cracker per minute just to keep him seated (and from eating the produce just placed next to him).  And THEN there's all the comments from others....like my favorite, "Are ALL of them yours?" They always ask with a smile, and after I respond with the typical, "Yes, ma'am they are"  I smile and say, "And they are a joy!"


Because, whether or not my body experiences complete exhaustion after falling into the driver's seat in the parking lot of the store, my children are a joy.  They are precious!  They are a heritage of the Lord and I love them with all of my heart!


*But, I am thankful that grocery trips are only once a week. =)


Blessings,
~k.