It's official. The high and honorable duty of being the head grocery shopper of the family has been passed down from my dad to me and two of my sisters. The job of shopping for our family of nine had simply become too much for one man. He would often run through Sam's club, fill the cart, pay, load up the car and then go back for a second or even third load. We decided it had to come to an end. My two sisters and I now rip the list into three pieces and each take a cart to different sections of the store, running through the aisles like maniacs racing to be the first one to the checkout.
