Shopping With Sadie and More

Sadie is getting almost too opinionated to take shopping.  Though sometimes it’s useful, as I know she’s unlikely to snub something she selected.

In BJ’s, she got to select the juice.  So it’s two giant bottles of mango passion, which she probably thinks is something like orange pineapple, but I know from experience she likes.  Then it’s two giant bottles of Cran-Grape.  Specifically.  She didn’t want cranberry raspberry, even though she’s been enjoying it.  She didn’t want the other kind that happened to come in a store brand.  It had to be the grape, which she was able to point out, and which was not available in the slightly lower priced generic.

I checked out what they had for Crystal Lite and she insisted we had to get mom the peach iced tea flavor.  I wasn’t sure how well Deb would like it, but I figured at least two of us would drink it and went along.

Then at the farm stand we got a couple nectarines because she started grabbing them.  I just made sure we got good ones.  She was oddly uninterested in the oranges, which I got a couple of for Valerie, who is a big fan.  She insisted on grapes, first grabbing red ones, then green.  She went with green when it came down to one or the other.  About then she saw the pints of blueberries and went nuts, so we got one of those.  The kids had a couple handfuls of those for dessert.

When I was grabbing rolls, she was intrigued by some portuguese biscuit/cookie ring things I’ve never tried, but we didn’t get those.  I don’t say yes to everything, and it was clearly just idle curiosity about something at eye level that looked cool.  She had no special interest in apples or pears, but when I saw they had decent looking pink ladies, she helped me select five of them.  She also heartily approved my suggestion of a package of grape tomatoes.

Finally, at the checkout she got to participate in the kid racket; lollipop handouts.  She got a lollipop for her and one for her sister at the bank, eating hers between the bank and BJ’s.  She struck again at the farmstand and ate hers on the way home.  This brings me up to a total of three lollipops on hand for Valerie, which of course I can’t give to Valerie if Sadie is around.

She exhibited a much greater awareness of her surroundings in BJ’s than in the past, particularly exclaiming “movies!” when I walked down the aisle of DVDs, and “ice cream!” when she saw a refrigerated bunch of large plastic tubs of potato salad and such.  Considering we never get ice cream in containers resembling those, that’s extrapolating from the few times she’s seen plastic tubs of ice cream.

At least that makes sense.  Where did she learn the word “holiday”?  No idea.  How did she come to associate “holiday” with a goofy Christmas book with Rudolph and the Misfit Toys, such that she asked me to read her “holiday book”?  No idea!  She clearly picks up things from TV and videos, but that’s a stretch.

She’s so eloquent these days, it’s frustrating when she gets all garbled and I have no idea what she’s saying.

Not to mention when you give her a glass of her favorite juice and she freaks out because now she wants the other kind and you just suck beyond all reason.  Or that sort of thing.

Another funny one she came out with, if not so mysteriously, was “help me with my program” a couple weeks ago.  I brought home an old computer of mine and she’s been goofing around with word processing, and sometimes drawing.  Valerie helps.  In fact, the idea was an expendable computer that had a mouse, which theirs didn’t, to divert Valerie from messing with our computers, especially Deb’s, especially the mice.  Anyway, the program was stuck in a dialog box or something, which led to her calling out “help me with my program!”

We were amused and surprised.  But at least she honestly could have picked up the word program and understanding of what it meant, unlike a mystery word like holiday and the relationship to Rudolph et al.

Posted by on 07/12 at 10:21 PM

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