“‘We won’t be long,’” he’d said, “‘we’re just stopping for some food and clothes,’” he’d said.

You watched on, unimpressed as Phillip paraded your daughter around in a shopping cart through aisles and aisles of toys and fancy bracelets. Your husband’s grin only grew wider as the toddler “ooh’d” and “ahh’d” at every trinket she saw.

You were only supposed to stop by the grocery store to buy more cereal, but now your daughter was already being granted a shopping spree at 9:00 AM in the morning.