The Sample Nazi

Everyone knows that grocery shopping is no fun unless you happen upon some delicious samples. They are free, they are food, and that makes them yummy. So, when Andrew and I had to make an impromptu stop at the grocery store on Wednesday, we were pleasantly surprised to see beautiful sample ladies dressed in there aprons and plastic gloves dishing out the goods.

All was well, until we met the meanest sample lady ever....The Sample Nazi... She was at the cookie samples... and she was only giving half cookies... really? A half a cookie?

Let's just say that Andrew didn't agree with The Sample Nazi's half cookie policy.

The ensuing tantrum lasted a record 21 straight minutes. Through all the crying, flailing, kicking, and SCREAMING BLOODY MURDER, I still had to check out (self checkout-no less- which was awesome), unload the groceries, load Andrew, drive home, unload Andrew, unload groceries, try to divert his attention and then... grab my camera.

This will go in the record books... Thank you Sample Nazi.

I hate to show Andrew in such an unfavorable light because he is such a fabulously sweet boy. Here's a video from last month when we celebrated Jason's birthday. Andrew enjoyed some play time with his Uncle Tim, or Te-te as he calls him.

:)

Anne