Just a thought....
Do you suppose Millie believes it is her mission in life to humiliate me whenever possible? This evening I went to make us dinner thinking there was leftover taco meat in the fridge. WRONG! We had everything else, but I guess all the meat was eaten yesterday when our company was here. What I thought was meat, was just kidney beans. Well, I can go without meat, but Autumn specifically requested it. Knowing how *we* indulge her, I loaded the girls up and off we went to the super market. At Publix, I only needed four items (milk, dryer sheets, canned tomatoes and ground beef). While on the spaghetti aisle, I hear a gushing of water and turn and see that it is indeed coming from MY cart. I was puzzled at first because the milk was in the bottom and it didn't look like it had suffered any major damage. Next thing I know Millie is saying UH OH. Really Millie? I see a stocker on the aisle and tell him I need help. Of course, this was right before I went through the debate ...