Say it ain't so!

I did it again; I took the boys to the grocery store with me. To be fair, I was being nice and giving Jay time to mow the lawn without having to dodge the boys, chase them down the street or yell at them not to play with the weed whacker.

For some reason, I thought they only had self-checkout (but that wasn't the case) and Zach INSISTED on doing the scanning (no nap at school today). We had to have the workers come over no less than three times to void stuff he scanned three and four times instead of once, and to void out the item he scanned on the register next to us.

I sounded like a deranged, wounded animal as I attempted to get someone, anyone, preferably my kids, to listen to me. When will I ever learn...?