I must stop in the Toy Dept.

Ok Mark, just go in, a grab one toy here and one toy there.

Those wee ones know I come loaded, they never ask, but kids know me.

The grown-ups just smile and shake their heads. "He's mad mon."

School books, math and reading tools.

That's what I need to bring.

But, i'll just take a quick peek.

Wow! Look at this!

I have a biiiiig imagination and i can just picture the little ones playing with this and that. They always get the best of me.

Oooh, check this out, I wanted one of these when I was small. Hey, look at that!

Up and down the aisles. One gizmo after another.

After a while, I had a shopping cart full of things. Not expensive stuff, just little things for the "wee ones" as I call them.

*&%%#^()*&&%^ it!! I did it again.

Well, i don't need a whole lot of room in my suitcase for clothes.

I can do without this and that.

I walked out and I still did not get the First Aid stuff and toiletries and other things for myself.

Oh well, such is life.