To The Store

The store is still a magical wonderland for SissySuperShopper.  She gets more excited about going to the store than the zoo, which is saying something.

 

You don't get to do this at the store, little girl.

Today we needed to make our monthlyish trip to Sam's Club.  "The Big Store".  She is amazingly well behaved when we go to the store.  She isn't "that kid".  You know, the whining, crying, screaming, flailing "gotta have everything I see NOW" one.  (She leaves that honor for her brother.)

This morning while we were getting ready:  

Awesomeness: Do you know where we're going today?

SissySuperShopper: THE STOOOOOOORE!

Awesomeness: Yep, the store.  What are we getting at the store.

SissySuperShopper: APPLE JUICE! OH BOY! OH BOY! APPLE JUICE!

Awesomeness: ... Okay, I guess we can get some apple juice.

SissySuperShopper: AND SOME CHIPS AND CHEEEEEEESE!

Awesomeness: ?

SissySuperShopper: YAY!YAY!YAY!YAY! Dada, are you ready to get chips and cheese?

How in the hell do you not get chips and cheese after that?