I took my kids to the third circle of hell tonight - commonly known as Wal-Mart - because I had a complete lapse of consciousness needed groceries and I thought that was the most efficient use of my time. So as we rolled into the parking lot, Wyatt said, "Mom, are we just going to run in and run out?"
"No," I said. "Unfortunately we need to actually do a fair amount of shopping."
His reply? "Well, I'd like to get a coffee first."