On our way to Wal-Mart yesterday and after leaving Applebee’s where one Pontilicious had several Happy Hour margaritas (have you ever seen the size of those puppies?!), we stopped at a convenience store in a rather – unpleasant? – part of town. This resulted in the following conversation:
PONTILICIOUS: Did you really lock the doors when I went inside?
ME: Yes!
PONTILICIOUS: Why? I was right there (points to inside of store). Literally, feet from you. Only that glass window was between us.
ME: I don’t care. This is not the best area of town. I didn’t want someone car jacking us or taking one of the kids. Read more

















