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!
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