Shopping Trip

   I became a single parent when my son was 6 years-old, and not being able to afford a nanny,

or willing to turn over the responsibility of raising him to anyone else, I took him with me

everywhere I went.

   One day, we took a trip to the local super market to pick up some groceries for the week. He

was at the age when I would encourage him to help me, so I asked him to go over to the egg

counter and pick out a dozen eggs. I watched from a short distance as he gently lifted a box

from the shelf and opened it. As I got closer, I could see him pointing to each egg, and softly

counting to himself, "...five, six, seven...."

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