For those who don't know, Aldi is not a typical grocery store. Most stores have all kinds of options...including four types of refried beans. Aldi has one brand of the things they carry, but the prices are fantastic. Tonight, Susan took Caleb and Georgia to Aldi to get some major shopping accomplished.
Once the cart was full of food, they headed for the checkout (with Aldi, there's usually only one open...unless there's an unbelievable line of people waiting). As they got to the line, a man who rode his bike to get five items asked if he could jump ahead of them. Susan said sure, and the man looked down at Caleb and said, "Your mom sure is nice." Caleb's eyes got huge and his head moved backward in a kind of weirded-out reaction. This was most likely due to the man's decision to wear his bike helmet while shopping for cottage cheese...or whatever he was getting.
Susan piped up, "Caleb, say 'Thank you. She is nice.'" Caleb looks at Susan, looks at the bicycling enthusiast, and says, "She's not my mom...she's my grandmother."
Susan couldn't believe the words had come out of Caleb's mouth, but what came next hit even harder. The Lance Armstrong protege smiled and said, "Aw...she can't be your grandmother. She's not a day over forty." Yep...40. It was one of those moments where I wish I had access to the security cameras to see Susan's face.
Caleb didn't miss a beat. He said, "She's not really my grandmother." Then, he paused, probably smirked, and said, "She's my aunt." Oh goodness...this boy is a little too quick witted...like his daddy.
The biker had to get going...to train for the Tour de France or next weekend's bike-a-thon...and Susan proceeded to check out. They got in the van, started down the road, and Caleb said, "Aunt Susan, when we get home, can we have an ice cream sandwich?" Susan responded in classic fashion..."Sure...grandpa."
And you thought I was kidding when I said you can't make this stuff up.