"What's this?" Kris picks up one of the many things I am chucking in the trolley, looking at the label on the food before looking at me questioningly.

"Stuff" I answer, looking around the shelves around me. We are grocery shopping, getting all our food for the next week and a few treats.

"Why do we need it?" 

"Because I want it" Kris doesn't argue with me, placing it back into the trolley and following after me again. After a while of wandering the isles, we come to the frozen section. I pick up a tub of ice cream and place it in the trolley, before getting another. And another.

"How much ice cream do you need!?"

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