Growing up, going to Costco was one of the few errands I truly didn't mind doing with my parents. The store sells a little bit of everything and a whole lot of everything else. Plus, the prices were (and still are) reasonable enough that you could usually convince your parents to get you something they wouldn't at a regular store ("It's a bargain!"). Perhaps my childhood sealed my fate to also be a Costco mom. Are you? Here are some signs you're a Costco mom though, honestly, deep in your heart you probably already know.
I'll be honest: I don't go to Costco super often. Doing so is not an economically sound decision for me. But when I need a few choice items, like grated cheese (we go through a ton and I'm snobby about the kind I get), diapers (when I had children in diapers, anyway) a birthday cake, printer ink, alcohol for a party, or something special, it's to Costco I go. It has always been a magical place for me. The specialty items! The samples! The fact that they sell legit coffins the same place they sell milk and eggs! Costco is, in many ways, the very best version of American excess, which I normally disdain but can get down with when we're talking about the Costco version. It's enormous and showy, but in a kind of cute way. And while you go with a list, it's always important to take a moment and listen to what Costco tells you you need. For example, I bet you didn't think you needed that really adorable set of glass food storage containers. But look! They're in your cart now! And have you ever had this particular kind of granola bar? No, but look, dried cherries! Girl, you love cherries! These granola bars are your destiny.