2.06.2013

Ed And The Dreds

This story is too funny not to share. I like to do all my grocery listing, coupon sorting, menu planning, and shopping on Mondays. It's almost a treat to head into the store kidless so with all 3 kids now in school I make sure this job gets done between drop off and pick up. No extra add~ons or 100 extra stops to look at the new displays or products. You moms with young kids (or wives with husbands) know what I mean. It's just easier to go solo. But last Monday my day got away from me and since I only had a few items to grab, I waited until after I had picked the kids up from school. My faithful co~pilot (aka Eddy) was with us, too.

We were in and out of the store within 10 minutes. Now, this particular store has great customer service and it's store policy for the bag boys to push your cart out to your vehicle and load your groceries for you. It's all a little weird for me as I feel like I'm perfectly capable of pushing my cart, but it's a nice touch. Anyways, the kids and I were half way out the store doors before a bagger caught up with us and took over the cart duties. We made small talk and as we approached the van I could see Eddy watching us from the back side window. The kids got in and I went around back with the bagger to load the groceries. I lifted the back hatch and saw Eddy standing up looking over the back of the seat at us. As the bag boy reached forward to put the bags into the van, Eddy leaned forward and gave his dredlocks a quick sniff. He must've liked what he smelled because he then gave the dreds a very gentle, delicate, quick lick. I saw all this happening and was giggling to myself. The bag boy was clueless and didn't even realize I had a dog until he reached up to close the hatchback and said, "Oh, I didn't even see you had a dog there!" which made the fact that Ed had taken a taste of his hair even more funny.

I got into the driver's seat still laughing to myself, not realizing the kids had witnessed the "dred kiss" also. Until Lexi said, "Eddy kissed that boy's hair! He's gonna wanna go home and wash his hair." Before I could respond, Austin piped up and said, "Eddy's gonna wanna go home and wash his mouth!" It's really too bad that doggy toothpaste wasn't on the grocery list that day.

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