Going to Fry's

Chad will attest to the fact that I love to go to the grocery store! I think I got it from my Jido(Grandpa Hazar). He used to hang out in the produce section and once told me it was "the best place to meet some ladies." I caught him there once when I was working for my dad - going to check out his products in the store with my cousin Julie. Jido was right there by the bananas and I think we kind of caught him flirting - which threw him off guard a little. :) He also used to carry a bag of Tootsie Rolls and hand them out to people, probably mostly to "the ladies."

Anyway, I always go to Fry's with the kids on Monday after I teach a Step class. This particular day they were not liking it at all. Justin was screaming as I checked out. I had buckled him in the car he had begged to ride in and he was yelling, "Mommy help me! Mommy get me out of here!" as I unloaded my groceries and paid. I think the checker thought I was a bad mom for not letting him out, but I knew if I did he would be running all over the store and I would have lost all control.

There is an old man that always sits at this coffee shop right at the front of the store and my kids love it when he is there. He always smiles at them, says hello and every once in awhile pulls out this old Polaroid camera and asks if he can take a picture for us to have. The first time he did it I thought it was a little weird, but as we have seen him more and more I realize he him coming to the store and seeing the mothers and their children just brightens his day. He once told me, "Cherish every moment with your kids. You'll blink and they'll be gone and then you just won't know what to do with yourself." Anyway, here we are. I'm sure this picture will be a classic some day.