We loaded up the 3 kids in our little Ford Fiesta and had an all-American afternoon! Pizza Hut for lunch (I could feel the grease at work within minutes!) and shopping at Costco!
We almost didn't get to join. The rules for membership are different here; you have to work for one of a short list of company types, like airlines, legal or education. Office furniture doesn't cut it, but fortunately my husband still had his US Costco card in his wallet and that got us our in! Hooray!
The man and I will probably never get to go together again; taking the kids is sheer torture for all of us. I probably won't be brave enough to drive there myself for a while because there are too many massive roundabouts and Reading (yes, like the Monopoly game!), where our closest Costco is located, is big-city compared to where I usually drive.
Nevertheless, finding Costco is like finding a little piece of "home" and the children, especially Nature Girl, enjoyed their ice cream like they haven't since our big move overseas! Thanks, Costco!
*** Though it might read like one, this is not a sponsored post by any means! I'm just sharing one of the little things that makes daily life better!