I did something today that I seldom do; in fact, I make every effort to avoid it. I went to the grocery store with kids … and not just one kid … with three kids. Usually, I will sweet-talk my mom (Thanks, Mama! 🙂 ) into picking up a few items here or there for me (and pay her back – don’t worry, I’m not a moocher), or I’ll get the eldest to babysit after the younger ones are in bed one evening and go by myself. Today, however, we were desperately out of a few things, so I decided to stop by after picking up three of the kiddos from day camp.

It was a last-minute decision, so I didn’t have my grocery list with me. I thought of most of the items as I was driving, so I asked the boys to help me remember (since I couldn’t jot them down). Creative lil’ dudes that they are (and totally on their own accord), they made up a song for the list, and it went something like this (sound it out sing-songy, and you’ll get the gist):

“Mom needs wiper fluid, shampoo, milk and spray starch!”

A mile or so down the road, I remembered that I also need hair mousse. I said that it’s by the shampoo, so let’s work it into the list. They sang:

“Mom needs wiper fluid, shampoo, mousse, milk and spray starch!”

That resulted in a hysterical laughing fit where we speculated what moose milk must be like.

Then, I remembered that we’re out of bananas:

“Mom needs wiper fluid, shampoo, moose milk, spray starch … and bananas!”

Needless to say, we didn’t forget anything on our list! 😉