In Preparation for a Busy Day

We had a lot of errands to run, Angie and I. First to Motor Vehicle for an inspection (on the last possible day to do so, no less). Then to the mall for our hair appointments. Then a visit to Aunt Sandie and the Cousins before heading off to BJs for some major stocking up. As I cleaned up from breakfast, I took out a notepad and jotted down the things we needed at BJs. I had only gotten through a few items when Angie proclaimed, "I want to write a yist too, Mommy. Can I?"

"Sure, sweetie," I said, procuring a notepad and pencil for her from the desk. She sat herself at the kitchen table and began to expound on the things we needed. "Maybe syrup," she said. "And blueberries. We're almost out of dem."

"Ok," I agreed, laughing at how well she's been paying attention to the dwindling supplies.

"And I think some pink bitanins for me," she added, thinking, I know, of the container of vitamins that only contains orange and purple ones now. As she said each item, she made notations on her notepad, just the same as I was.

After we'd finished our lists, she hopped from her chair and proudly showed me hers. Neatly written on several different lines of the notepad were the two letters she is most capable of writing -- H and O.

Of course, I praised her for her excellent handwriting and her wonderful list.

Later that day, as we walked into BJs, Angie sadly realized, "Mommy, we forgot our yists! We have to go home and get dem!" Unfortunately, BJs is about half an hour from our house...we made do without our lists.