Proof That Food is Love.

It was a rainy Sunday afternoon. My in-laws, who had been stuck in the house with us since Friday, were slowly going stir crazy—and taking us with them. After my mother-in-law asked me if there were any clothes she could fold for the fifteenth time, I decided that we had to get out. Immediately.

The destination? Sam's Club.

I know. That seems like a weird choice, but the Pages? They looooooove Sam's Club. And you know why? Sam's Club gives out free samples of food. Lots of food.

Granted, they aren't  nearly as generous as they used to be (there was a time when my father in law would go there to get a free lunch), but if you time it right—and we did—you can still fill up on a variety of delicious snacks.

So we wandered through the aisles, punching buttons on iPods, sitting on the furniture, even watching parts of Avatar. But finally, we made our way to our true destination. The Giormous Grocery Section.

Everyone scattered, looking for the best delicacies. Tori and I found ourselves in the cheese section, where we shared a piece of goat cheese while I read the exotic-sounding labels to her. We were somewhere between the Havarti and the Muenster when my husband and his parents swooped down, cradling their snacks like precious cargo.

Before I knew it, all three were presenting Tori with the choicest morsels, standing in front of her with spoons extended before them. She delicately mouthed one treat, then another and another, twisting in my arms to face each supplicant.

No sooner had she swallowed one round than they all presented her with another, faces glowing with the joy of having provided her with something she found tasty.

That's when I started cracking up.

They looked mystified as I howled with laughter in the middle of the cheese section, oblivious to the curious stares of passers-by.

I tried to explain, but I couldn't. Not in a way they could understand.

Instead, I muffled my laugh and hid my smile, basking in the joy that comes from knowing that my Tori?  Is well and truly loved—and will never, ever go hungry as long as her grandparents are around.