There is a great market around here that has kiddie-sized carts. Ellie, of course, loves being able to push around our groceries. She concentrates on where she is going for the first portion of our shopping trip, but by the time we get to the last aisle, my feet are continually being flat-tired. At least she is only running into me (so far) and not some unsuspecting shopper when she tries to push the big cart.
