I keep a running list for the grocery on my counter.
Most of the time, I'm the only one who writes on it. Jim or the kids will say, "we need ____," and I will write it on the list. My goal, for most of my years as a parent, has been to get them to realize that they TOO can write on this list. Every now and then, one of them will. Joshua will add things like "body wash" or "nanners" to the list. My younger two boys are rat-finks and they will put things on there like "dragon heart-strings" or "pine-nipple."
I'm sure they laugh to themselves when they think of how I will react when I read it. Har-dee-har-har.
So, we head out to the store, Joshua and I. He LOVES to go shopping with me. He pushes the buggy and reminds me of things that we need...even if they didn't make it onto the list.
This particular day, we were looking for body wash...Joshua had added it to the list. I grabbed a couple of different bottles for Logan and Clark, and told Joshua to pick out the one he wanted. And I waited. And he looked and looked, which was really kind of unusual for him. He usually knows what he wants and grabs it right away.
After about a minute, I asked if he needed any help. He said, "Holly said I needed body wash with grime and I can't find any."
I said, "what did you say?" Joshua said, "Holly. She told me that I needed body wash with grime."
I had no clue what he meant, but we chose one and brought it home. Later that day, I asked Holly if she knew what Joshua was saying, and she couldn't figure it out either.
But after talking with him, she finally remembered that she had told him to get the kind of body wash that has some GRIT to it. "Cleansing beads," and what-not.
Body wash with grime...
"...wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow." Psalm 51:7