Between the wonderful visit of my brother and his family, and the unfortunate and sudden interruption of routine from the funeral yesterday, our cupboards are bare and I need to go to the supermarket, badly.
Because I work when Raphaela plays/learns at Gan, I have not had the chance to make this essential trip, and so I told Raphaela this morning that we would have a Great Adventure at the super this afternoon, after school and English class.
Raphaela: Do I have to go with you? I wanted to have a play date with my friend E or L.
[My daughter has a busier social calendar than I, if she had her way, every day would include a play date.]
Mommy: I have not spoken with their mothers and arranged it yet for this week, and we do need to stock our refrigerator with food.
Raphaela: You can't go while I am in Gan?
Mommy: Not really, I am busy being a doctor during the day.
Raphaela: (Pause to think) OK! I will be a terrific helper at the supermarket.
Postscript: As a warning to all parents, do not take a four and a half year old to the supermarket, no matter how well behaved. It will take much longer than usual, and you just might lose a little piece of your sanity along the way.
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