Oh dear Ryn, Re: the bad language...

DD has a stuffed toy called Bedtimelamb (bee'emlam she calls him). The other morning she had her breakfast then marched into the living room and, hands on hips, demanded "Where's my bloody bee'emlam!?" Dunno where she got that...

DD actually loves the supermarket, she likes to read the numbers on the aisle signs and shelves, so she's no bother. I agree with respecting boundaries, but i have to admit, i'll take DD's counsel on when and where and how to shop when she's paying for the food and carrying it home herself!!! LOL.

Bx