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This morning we headed off on our regular Saturday grocery shopping trip. We had only gone a few miles when Bart announces she has forgotten her writing book and pencils.

“But I’m bored” she whinged when we refused to turn back and get them.
“Tough” absolutely no sympathy from the adults in the car.

The kid moaned for a few miles, sung away to herself for a couple more and then all went quiet. 

Quiet is always suspicious. 

I looked into the back seat to see what she was up to and found her thoroughly entertained with a pair of sparkly shoes and a stuffed rabbit. 

I left her to it.