Trader Joe’s has an innovation that is both awesome and terrible – the tiny grocery cart. Margaret and Ellie and I went there last Friday, and Margaret practiced being a grown-up, with none of the responsibilities to pay for her groceries, or even avoid crashes with the grocery cart.
It was a little nerve-wracking, and left little time for picture taking, because she was loose in the grocery store, running into people and displays, and putting things in her cart with giddy abandon.
Anyway, she had lots of fun, and wants to go back.
I think we might wait until she’s a little older, at least if I’m going to be jockeying Ellie as well.
On the other hand, she cheerfully does a lot of the loading and unloading work of grocery shopping, so there’s that.
So that’s something to consider.