Yeah, my kids are nuts.

Please understand that babies are precious, toddlers turn your lives upside down in so many wonderful ways, and elementary school kids are adorable. But the fun? The fun really starts when your kids get taller than you.

Tiger's Eye has always been fun. I taught him the fundamentals of basic addition, estimation, and general shopping math at Shop 'n Save. He learned bargaining skills. We had many an argument about the items with red tags, explaining that the red tags are great, but sometimes the trade name is still more expensive than the generic.

We have the strangest revelations in Shop 'n Save. It's just amazing what we come up with. Remember, I came out of the closet in that very store.

We had our usual fun and games through the store. When we loaded up the car, T.E. looked across from the bumper and saw an empty cart corral right across the street. With an eyebrow lifted and a hefty shove, I'll be hanged if he didn't send the cart into the stall, not even knocking the railing of the corral, from some 30 to 40 feet away, over a dip in the road, no less. I'm sure that earns points for intelligence somewhere, although I can't be completely sure. May I also remind my gentle readers that T.E. is legally blind in one eye.

A few days later, after laughing at me for being goofy and forgetting everything, we stopped at Moto Mart, where KitKat and T.E. commented on my lack of social graces and obsession with the new soda fountain, which, wow, is so COOL. It has green lights, fab buttons, four additives for energy drinks and lime and lemon! Makes my Diet Coke obsession go to all kinds of new heights.

We purchased fountain soda and a couple of 12-packs of Diet Coke. It's tricky, and the rule is that there are no fountain sodas purchased unless the Nimrod who wants the soda actually goes into the store and carries it out. Hey, I'm no octopus, three kids or not. I don't evolve quickly, apparently.

We all had something to carry out to the car. Next stop, Aldi. KitKat and I took our seats, and T.E., our erstwhile chauffer, backed up and drove in the direction of Aldi, which is about a mile from the Moto Mart. On our way out of the parking lot of Moto Mart, a chick in an SUV beeped and pointed, but she didn't appear to have a problem with us, so we shrugged and went on our way.

We stopped at the stoplight by Dairy Queen, then went on. T.E. is very cautious with left turns, waiting until there's a mile between cars before he turns, which is just fine with me. We pulled over the very big dip and got into the parking lot, and T.E. took his time and parked at least two spots away from the nearest car, just like I like when he's driving. I got out just in time to hear another driver of an SUV laughing like a nut, talking to my son.

"How did you get all the way with it up there?" he asked T.E.

On top of the car, on the driver's side, was one of my 12-packs of Diet Coke, in no different position than when we set off from Moto Mart and my son forgot to put it in the car.

He turned beet red. Please remember that, not five minutes before, they laughed at me :)

Now, I'm just waiting for KitKat to do something. She's sneaky, though. Might be a while before she admits to a mistake or I catch her in the act. Stay tuned...

Thank you, Aunt Alice, for asking me to blog something. It was great seeing you tonight and I will try to keep up better here!