So. We went to Wal-Mart today to buy a potty chair and underwear for D.L.F., some gel for T’s hair, and some towels for a local homeless shelter that is opening soon. We got through the line and as T was grabbing the bags from the cashier to put them in the cart, he said, “Hey! What’s this?” and held up a foam Spiderman potty seat that is supposed to go over a regular toilet seat.
“Uh…did you mean to buy that?” I asked.
“No,” T replied. “Did you?”
I shook my head and asked the person standing behind us in line, “Is this yours?”
She said it wasn’t.
We were momentarily perplexed until T realized D.L.F. must have put the seat into our cart on the sly. Since the sale was already rung up, we had to go stand in line at Customer Service to return the seat. I tried to explain to D.L.F. that he can’t just put things in the cart or Mama and Papa might accidentally buy them, but my mini-lecture did not seem to register. Who knows what other objects will strike D.L.F.’s fancy and be unwittingly purchased?