I did it. I couldn't resist.
Will was out of town and I needed the convenience.
I bought bulk.
I drove over an hour with my kids in the back of a truck
to get American cereal.
Sound pathetic?
It was- but I was pushed to my breaking point.
And we made a real spectacle of ourselves.
Even in the Us if I take all 4 boys to the grocery
I am stared at, but here it was worse.
Most Ecuadorian's don't frequent the grocery stores very often.
They buy their grains in bags and fruit from the local market.
And they don't eat much meat.
The Costco run that fills the back of my suburban
weekly sounds ridiculous to them.
We had to drive to Ibarra to find the Super Maxi
with the most American products.
Crackers, peanut butter and milk that I don't have to
stir for 20 minutes before we drink it!
Chicken breasts are hard to find, most use the whole chicken.
For the most part the grocery stores are like ours
Then you have these guys, whom my boys love to stare at
They are very nice, they even help me bag my groceries
with their loaded AK47
in one hand and my cart in the other
BUT THIS TAKES THE CAKE..
In the checkout line, as I am about to loose it and all my boys are grabbing at food,
fighting, kicking screaming and anything else they can do to cause a scene,
I turn and look in Liam's favorite hoodie.
What is that? I say and as I pull it out. Then I realize what it is.
He has a pair of my undies, stuck on his head.
-Static cling my friends is a real thing here-
-they do not make dryer sheets-
Well we all fall apart laughing and causing a bigger scene
(at least we are not kicking)
and I quietly put my undies in my pocket and left the store.
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