Every weekend it is routine. We go to the grocery store together. With our list in hand, he picks out the cart and away we go.
When he was younger, stores were impossible! He would cry because of the lights, because the cart would stop moving, because he wanted EVERYTHING and because running in for 1 gallon of milk took way too long. Many years of mini trips got us to this point. Many, many mini trips but it was all worth it.
pineapples. Here he is trying to talk me into putting one in the cart for him. We stood there for 5 minutes talking to them. I didn't get one because he refuses to pick them up and put it in the cart all by himself.
At the end of our shopping trip he always picks out his prize for good behavior....a Kit Kat bar. Then scarfs it down before his sister sees it. Smart boy.