Yesterday, in the paper goods aisle of Market Basket, my five year-old was shooting rolls of paper towels and toilet paper into our grocery cart.  It wasn’t the most predictable place to break out into a game, but he was courteous of the other shoppers, and even invited a few of them to join in.

They happily accepted.

When the shots were made and it was time to exit the aisle, he hopped back on the end of the cart and declared, “Best vacation ever.”

It was all I could do to keep from crying.

He loves being the kid who gets the adults to play grocery story basketball.

And I love being the Mom who lets him be.