I rarely do grocery shopping anymore. With two babies, it just ain't worth it. My husband's getting better at deciphering my shopping lists- not just the handwriting but the intent as well. A bin full of rotting peppers and tomatoes taught him well that our small family does not eat many vegetables and a couple of peppers and tomatoes will suffice for a week.

But I thought that a small trip to Shoprite was in order yesterday. Somehow, I forgot quite how small the Shoprite shopping carts are: toddler riding up front, baby in car seat in rear and there was hardly any room for anything else. Doesn't Shoprite know that doesn't encourage shoppers to buy much? (Somehow, other people seemed to have lots of room in their carts...)

There was a little space up front next to the toddler, but she found a demonic pleasure in throwing EVERYTHING overboard. No threats that "if you throw those raisins over one more time, I won't buy them for you" seemed to do anything.

And baby, who is always the most laidback, pleasant, smiley little guy, decided that it was time to scream. (Why did I not think to take his pacifier again?) He's cute even when he's screaming, but he's loud. His sister, who was screaming just for the fun of it, is even louder.

Of course I lost my shopping list halfway through so I couldn't even be sure that I was getting what I came for. (I didn't. Someone on line ahead of me kindly offered to hold the baby while I ran for it.)

I was hot. I was running late. I was not a happy camper.

We met a coworker from Kars4Kids who seemed genuinely pleased to see us. I wondered why she seemed so calm with kids in tow.

Some people just know how to do it. The rest of us will learn to shop for groceries online.