As you know my kids are a bit challenging.
I had to do some shopping today so I took the youngest, Alex (not quite 2) and the middle child, Jacob (3.5) you know, the one with developing Jan Brady syndrome, with me.
We get to the counter and start loading things onto the conveyor. We use Nutricia Toddler Milk with Prebiotics as a dietary supplement. Alex the youngest one, is waving and grinning and putting his head on one side, generally oozing "cute".
The check out lady looks at Alex as she processes the Milk Formula and in that irritating "goo go, gah gah" voice that 50-something checkout ladies feel compelled to use when confronted with "cute", says, "Some milk for you too!"
Jacob, Jan Brady syndrome manifesting itself due to being overlooked in the "cutestorm" generated by Alex, loudly says, "No it's for me too. It has prebiotics to help stimulate my immune system and improve my health so my asthma stays away."
The stunned silence is broken only by my gasps of helpless mirth (snorting and choking on paralysing laughter), generated not only by my precocious lad's outburst, but also by the stunned mullet look on the checkout lady's face. She actually stopped mid-order processing, Milk Formula tin held high, and visibly goggled.
I didn't help by pointing out that it was printed on the tin.
Petrol to drive to the Supermarket: $2.57
A tin of Milk Formula: $15.
The look on the Checkout Lady's face: Priceless
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