Note: I realize that it’s been a while since I last wrote. This new school year is kicking my tush!
But…Muffin keeps it all in perspective. Recently, our Sam’s Club opened. I should note that we did not go to Sam’s on the day it opened (Boo!), or the day after…or the day after that. It opened on a Thursday. We went there on Sunday. And, by we, I mean my parents, Muffin, and me. Josh was on call and had to work that week.
Our goal was to arrive at 9 and go on in. One small problem: Sam’s didn’t open until 10. So, we went back to my parents’ house (and left my car in the Sam’s parking lot). At 9:50, Muffin told us that we needed to “skoo-dee-daddle” to go to Sam’s. (He really wanted his slice of pizza.) I think it’s my mom who has told him a few times to “skeedaddle.” But Muffin had to put his own special spin on it.
Note: Muffin really likes Sam’s.
And the pizza.
And…there was a man there who was making watermelon rind sculptures. Muffin received a dinosaur.
And he loved it.
Unfortunately (for us and anyone within range of Muffin’s voice) the watermelon carver has not been back since. We’ve been back to Sam’s a few times, and Muffin has to check…each…and…every…time.
Cent Saving Saturday will be back tomorrow with a reminder that Sam’s has probably the cheapest (although not healthiest) fast food meal on the fly.