::flasback segment:: Layla Grace-6 monthishEli-18months-ishIsabelle-4 ishMe-the day I turned grey It’s a day like any other. We have errands to run. One including the grocery store. We stroll into Albertson’s, oh so unsuspecting. I have Eli and Layla squeeezed into the front seat normally meant for one. They are rigged, two legs in one hole and a baby blanket wedged to one side. Isabelle is walking.I have my calculator, my list, and we are all set with goodies from the cold drink aisle. I do the usual patrolling.“Don’t take that off the shelf.”“Don’t lick the cart.”Stuff like that.About an hour…
Sometimes looking at our past is important. Sometimes it is just out right hilarious. This is the latter. Reminisce with me, won’t you? The following story is not a test or piece of fiction. The following story is #111 why we should have our own show. as promised, the grocery store ::flasback segment::Layla Grace-6 monthishEli-18months-ishIsabelle-4 ishme-the day I turned grayIt’s a day like any other. We have errands to run. One including the grocery store. We stroll into Albertson’s. Oh so unsuspecting. I have Eli and Layla squeeezed into the front seat normally meant for one. They are rigged, two…