Last night after my tattoo, I wanted Frosted Flakes because the kids and hubby were eating chicken legs and I don't do dark meat. We, of course, had no milk. Dustin has bought milk a couple times this summer. The first time was when I had just finished yardwork and I was GROSS. I sent him into the store with $3 and instructions to get "the milk with the ONE on it, and a K" (Kroger 1% milk). He still does not read, but his curriculum is a Functional Curriculum and that is what they work on . . . grocery lists and the like. I was nervous because while he had ran back to another aisle and gotten a few things before for me, he had never paid alone. He did it. I got Prairie Farms 2% milk, but he PAID for it and the $3 covered it. Woot!
The second time I got Kroger Vitamin D milk. But once again, it was paid for and he made it out with the change, the receipt and the milk. This particular store is a small neighborhood store, so it works well for him.
Last night I was not in the mood to go to the grocery, but I REALLY wanted cereal! I was on my way to the grocery and noticed the car was REALLY close to running out of gas. There is a gas station across the street from the grocery. I decided I would drop Dustin off and go across the street to and fill up. I left him with strict instructions to wait in their little vestibule until I returned. I drove back up to the store and there he stood, eyes HUGE, arms wrapped around a gallon of milk and clutching a receipt and change. It worked AND I got Kroger 1% milk for the first time! Woot!
For those of you with neuro-typical 15 year old or even average IQ 15 year olds, this sounds ridiculous to you, but to us it is nothing short of miraculous!
Not to be rude or anything, but....
22 hours ago