All 4 of us ended up going to the grocery store last night. Not exactly planned, just a weird turn of events. It wasn't even a "big" shopping trip - just milk and fruit.
Yeah, we aren't doing that again. It was so miserable I almost left the kids on the side of the road on the way home. (OK, not really. But I turned the radio WAY up so I wouldn't have to hear the whining and crying over having to leave the super cool race car shopping cart. H was not amused with my radio tactic.)