So, here's what I learned today: I should never take my children grocery shopping. Ever.
I made a list. I left said list on the kitchen counter. So I had to wing it.
I did pretty well. At first. And then the kids started asking for things. And whining. And fighting with one another. (Note to Whole Foods: why, oh why don't you have carts that can accommodate more than one child?!?)
It is very difficult to remember what was on a carefully composed grocery list and compare prices on bulk foods when two little chatterboxes are continually demanding your attention. And the attention of anyone who passes by. I think we now know the names and birthdates of every Whole Foods shopper and their mother who happened to be in the store this afternoon. We also now know why the man was putting the chips so high up, and why the girl was wearing her coat while making peanut butter. The trip took twice as long as it normally does for me to go to two different stores, and even included a bathroom break at a most inopportune time. Oy vey!
I had intended to buy ice cream as a special treat. We very very rarely have ice cream around here, and never eat more than a few spoonfuls at a time. But since we started this whole foods endeavour, I've been craving something a little bit sweet, and figured that ice cream would do the trick and be (sort of) within my rules. After all, it's made from whole foods. What happened next was beyond my control.
I left the store with two pints. One a $7 Vosges Wattleseed ice cream (which is absolutely delicious) and the other a blood orange sorbet (also amazing). These two things (and a couple of other totally unnecessary "splurges" such as crystal deodorant to replace our homemade stuff) completely blew my grocery budget for the week. On the upside, these two pints should last the four of us at least a month.
Other than that, the whole foods challenge is changing the way we think about what we eat. Our pantry is getting pretty bare, which is a really good thing, because that means we can restock it with much better choices (as long as I'm shopping without the kids!)
1 comment:
That's exactly what I said to a lady in cheking out last time we took the family grocery shopping: I really shouldn't take the kids!
She thought they were tempted by all the goodies. No, our problem is all the running, spinning, and dancing in the ailses. And why oh why do they never ever want to sit in the carts anymore? Ugh! Last time I got so mad, I said That's It! Nobody earned a cookie! Bad choice, cuz then the entire store stared (or was that the entire city staring) as T screamed bloody murder. (Can you guess with my bad parenting what a soothed and quiet little boy was eating about 2 minutes of screaming later? It's my fault, not his, he was already counting on it . . . Whoa!).
:)
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