So we grabbed our rolls and were heading for the checkout when the kids spotted Mr. Piggly Wiggly himself. Natalie immediately started talking to him, Wyatt laughed at her but sure didn't walk away. Thinking that we might not be back in the 1982 Piggly Wiggly anytime soon, I thought we should have some evidence of our visit. Say oink!
I will admit, I was a little disappointed to see that the checkouts were modernized with standard scanners and card swipers, but my heart lifted a little again on our way out when my kids couldn't take their eyes (or hands) off the old-school vending machines. Who knew you could still get one of those little plastic, round-bottomed, lidded containers with some sort of treasure inside for only a quarter? Also available: bouncy balls and plastic rings. Old-school, I tell you! Wyatt & Natalie couldn't quite figure out why I thought it was all picture-worthy; someday they'll realize I'm just really, really easily amsued.