Staley loves to go to the grocery store. She loves to help pick out groceries, hold the groceries, put the groceries in the cart, and hand the groceries to the checkout person. She is often opinionated about what she thinks we need. "Go grocery store. Get apples." "Go grocery store. Get milk."
The other day, we stopped by the store to grab a few things. We told Staley that we needed to get some fruit and asked what kind of fruit she thought we should get. Her answer?
"Strawberries. And blackberries. And peaches. And bacon."
Close. So close.