Tired, wet, hungry, caught in the thunderstorm at Ren Fest.
Mama wants candy. First potty breaks. Our friend Debmama grabs a cart, as though we will be here a while. We are all exasperated.
"Where the heck is the candy aisle?" i ask after several loops around Lunds.
"Why don't you look it up on your cell phone?"
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