I Actually Like Buying Groceries With My Kid
3 years, 4 months.
With Mommy and I both working full-time, it’s a fact that as a family, we are constantly running short on quality time for the three of us together.
So even though it would be more efficient for Mommy just to go buy groceries by herself on Saturday mornings while we stay home, we instead have made it a family routine that we all go to there together.
I have learned that quality family time isn’t always automatic; it’s often something we have to create.
Granted, buying groceries is not necessarily the most stress-free thing to involve a 3 year-old. But finally, it’s gotten to a point where I feel it really is quality family time for us… largely in part because our Whole Foods in Nashville recently purchased about a dozen kid-sized shopping carts.
On the car ride there each Saturday morning, you and Mommy read stories in the back seat while I drive.
Then once we get there, you grab a kid-sized cart and literally help me buy my specific items, like my Synergy brand Kombucha (a source of Vitamin B12 for vegans) and my bottle of balsamic vinegar (I avoid eating oils for salad dressing).
It’s a lot of fun for you and me both. You actually are quite helpful to me- you take the job seriously.
You don’t make a joke of the task. It’s not like you’re running around, crashing the cart into fruit stands. You’ve never tipped over the cart or made a mess of any kind while pushing that little cart.
Then, after we’ve collected my stash, we always have a father-and-son breakfast in the Whole Foods café; which is our version of going out to eat, since most restaurants are not very enticing to plant-based families like us.
By the time we’re finished with our vegan bars and coconut water, Mommy is finished with the rest of the shopping.
What’s not to like? It has become good quality family time for us.
Of course, that kid-sized shopping cart has a lot to do with that. It gives you a purpose and transforms you into Daddy’s little helper, while Mommy has time to do the hard work. So that way everybody’s happy, even at the grocery store.
Love, DaddyAdd a Comment