Younger Boy and I needed to do some shopping tonight.  I am not a fan of shopping in general and adding anyone into the mix does not make it much fun.

We did well.  Before we went in I told Younger Boy he could get himself one treat and we would get one "special project" for us to work on this weekend.  I can NEVER guess what the "special projects" are going to be.  I always let the boys choose.

This weekend we will be building a gingerbread house.  I have never made one, but this one seems like it won't be bad.  It allegedly has everything we need to build it EXACTLY the way it appears on the outside of the box.  I have all the confidence in the world this will not be the case.

The rest of the shopping trip was pretty much as planned.  Younger Boy asked for at least 10 things which I didn't buy resulting in stomping and pouting.  The difference these days is that it is almost always followed immediately with an apology.  Realizing it is happening is the first step to making the change.

Praises for a good trip to the store without any stomping to the car.