With Carter off on his week long camping trip, Cody seems worried about how he will fill his days. He decided that part of his day-filling will involve cooking with me, which I find more exciting than playing this video game he bought “…so just you and I can play it while Carter is gone.”
He has a lot of recipes saved on the Echo Show in our kitchen and so we scrolled through them, picking out a few that looked tempting. Cubano burgers and some sort of dough twist peperoni pizza were his top choices. He also wants to make a Copycat Olive Garden’s Zuppa Toscana recipe he found at finding zest. The soup will require that I purchase the most foul and feared of greens, kale. What one will do for love…
We wrote a grocery list and headed off to Safeway. I had him pick out the produce, price check the items, and check for dented cans. The last item on our list was a half pound of honey baked ham, shaved. We looked at the ham behind the glass counter at the deli and picked out which one we needed. When it was time, I stepped back and let him place the order. Cody ordered correctly and the lady thinly sliced the ham, weighed it, and placed it in the white bag with the price sticker. Cody commented that she weighed out exactly a pound.
We needed half a pound. I waited to see if he would catch the mistake and even asked, how much did we need? He accepted the ham from her and then asked me to see our list. It was then he noticed the mistake. As we walked away, we discussed that it was too late to return it; it was already in our cart. He felt bad about it, but I told him not to worry. It was a small mistake. I have made much greater ones than purchasing an extra $5 worth of ham.
The first words out of his mouth when we got home was to inform Husband that we bought 100% more ham than we needed. Haley, our black lab mix, was right there at the door, Nylabone, mouth. She offered to eat the mistake.