Today, I took Mam to a Trader Joes that we usually don't go to. I had my grocery list, but discombobulated as I was by the different store layout, I kept forgetting to pick things up. The store was busy and I kept driving my cart around in circles. Mam was safely ensconced in the front and we chatted our way around the store several times. The following was the highlight of the trip:
Me: Remind me if I forget to go get your fig bars, O.K.?
Mam: Tell me when you forget and I'll remind you, O.K.?