Market day
Mar. 29th, 2009 05:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mitochondriaayaThe car was unloaded (finally!), they were (mostly) unpacked, and her dad was putzing about earning money. The house didn't need to be cleaned yet, but they did need stuff in the fridge. Take out was good, but it got old fast! Especially when it was mostly pizza. She'd had way too much pizza in the last year or so...
So, there was a little girl traipsing into the local grocery store with a little red wagon and a wheeled step ladder. She couldn't see over the grown up carts, and the kid carts didn't hold enough stuff! She'd learned the best way to shop was with a wagon, as long as she didn't walk into anybody. The one time she had hadn't ended well. A lady had yelled at her, a lot, and she'd broken a spaghetti sauce jar...
So, Aya was extra careful, making sure to park her wagon out of the way as she wheeled her ladder around to things she needed to read. Sure, it took a while, but she had all day today! She was pretty good at ignoring the grownups talking around her, so she missed the worried looks entirely as she slowly read through the directions on the back of the tuna helper that looked good. Tuna was a lot easier than hamburger. Hamburger spat when she cooked it, and that was creepy.
Her wagon was half full of things that only had three steps or so to make. It was like bachelor shopping...six year old style!
So, there was a little girl traipsing into the local grocery store with a little red wagon and a wheeled step ladder. She couldn't see over the grown up carts, and the kid carts didn't hold enough stuff! She'd learned the best way to shop was with a wagon, as long as she didn't walk into anybody. The one time she had hadn't ended well. A lady had yelled at her, a lot, and she'd broken a spaghetti sauce jar...
So, Aya was extra careful, making sure to park her wagon out of the way as she wheeled her ladder around to things she needed to read. Sure, it took a while, but she had all day today! She was pretty good at ignoring the grownups talking around her, so she missed the worried looks entirely as she slowly read through the directions on the back of the tuna helper that looked good. Tuna was a lot easier than hamburger. Hamburger spat when she cooked it, and that was creepy.
Her wagon was half full of things that only had three steps or so to make. It was like bachelor shopping...six year old style!
