The family waited in the car while I ran in the grocery store.
I came back out and started throwing bags in the back of the van.
Then I noticed everyone giggling. “What? What is it? Why are you laughing at me?”
Under that blanket was mid-kid. He never wiggled or even so much as let out an umph when the apples and pineapples landed on him.
Good thing I didn’t have a bag full of canned goods.