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No, really. Who is this?

Time to make the guacamole.

Time to make the guacamole.

Catherine went grocery shopping with me this afternoon.

I know it sounds inconsequential. However, I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times since she was small enough to have a tantrum over a pink ball I wouldn’t buy that she’s accompanied me to the market of her own volition. And by that I mean without my having to employ threats.

The small victory was nearly marred by my knack for being embarrassing. You see, these days, I’m driving around with a magnetic Jazzercise sign on the car. It nearly proved to be a deal-breaker for Catherine.

She begged me for a full 5 minutes to remove the sign from the rear passenger-side door, but I refused.

And imagine: She came with me anyway, grumbles and all.

At ShopRite, she went off with her own basket and gathered up snacks to pack each day for her camp counselor-in-training stint that starts next week. I had the veggies and fruit. She chose fresh salsa, whole-grain pita crackers, single servings of hummus. (And BBQ potato chips.)

Back at home, she helped me unpack the car and put the groceries away. Now she’s in the kitchen mixing up a batch of guacamole.

Not sure whether to run with this as one of those proud Mom moments or worry that the real Catherine was abducted by aliens. …

About Terri S. Vanech

Wife, mother, communications specialist, Jazzercise instructor and recently reunited adoptee. I'm living out loud -- and trying to make it all work -- in midlife. Having a sense of humor sure helps.


6 thoughts on “No, really. Who is this?

  1. I suggest getting your car completely wrapped in a jazzercise advertisement.. sort of how this car is wrapped


    Posted by John S. Pontillo | June 27, 2013, 9:19 pm
  2. Oh, run with it, for sure! And don’t forget to pat yourself on the back and proclaim loudly, “My work here is done!”

    Posted by momshieb | June 27, 2013, 7:24 pm

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