Domesticated dad. Mom is away for the weekend so dad and I are in-charge of the grocery shopping for the week. My dad doesn’t do the groceries with my mom, nor does he like staying in the supermarket for a long time, so this is something special.

Here he is, totally oblivious that I was taking a photo of him until he heard the camera-snapshot-clicking sound and chased me down the aisle. He was too slow because the cart was heavy.