On the ride to Rachel's babysitter in the mornings, we've occassionally had to stop at Wal-mart for something.
So, Monday we were riding along and Rachel asked, "go Shopping?"
"No, Rachel, we don't have to go shopping this morning," I replied.
"I NEED go SHOPPING!" She insisted.
What have I done?
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Mother of an almost 6-year-old boy and a 2-year-old girl, trying to be a serious business woman for a manufacturing company and trying not to relate everything to a SpongeBob episode. My husband is a saint who has dinner on the table when I get home and does laundry.
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