I was getting a headcount of all four of our kids, preparing to take the “stay-at-home” reigns, when Charity stepped out the door on her way to work and casually said over her shoulder, “Oh yeah, Remy just ate the last of the baby food. Not sure what you are going to do for lunch. Bye.” The door closed. When…
Tag: <span>self-checkout</span>
Hero Time There are times when my wife is cooking dinner that we will witness a moment of intense realization, usually in the form of shrieking from behind an open refrigerator door. The whole house will discover that we are critically deficient in an important meal ingredient. “No! We’re out of butter!” Or “No! We’re out of chicken stock!”—still don’t…