Graham Cracking

I had to make a run to Kroger yesterday for graham crackers for the little boy. We (boys and mommy) have been quite ill with the flu and his had progressed to pneumonia. To get him to eat, I promised graham crackers and so we ran (I use this loosely – thanks to the flu, I’m still in no shape for running) in to get some.

As I drove past the freezer section, the baby suddenly realized that she was restrained by the seatbelt in the cart and, displeased, let out one of her bloodcurdling “I am mightily displeased” screeches.

A second or so later, the freezer case that we were standing just a few feet from popped loudly and the entire door shattered into a million bajillion pieces.

I’m not sure what to make of that.

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