Mommy was making a salsa and chicken pie tonight. Unfortunately, there was no crust so Daddy took me to QFC to get the final ingredient.
I was so impressed with the checking-out process that I was determined to be a part of it. I also instantly made friends with the checker.
All was fine until Daddy started joking about how much I cost.
DADDY: So how much to you charge for Toddler by the pound?
Well the Checker at least had the right response but Daddy should never have asked the question even if he was just joking!
Darn it Daddy! I am not a commodity that can be bought and sold!