How you can tell we're a military family...

So Kate and I are shopping at the local WalMart yesterday, wandering aisle-to-aisle picking up the few things that were on our list and the many things that weren't. We're going through the dairy aisle and K asked for cheese sticks. I'm all for them eating healthily, but come on- why pay a fortune for pre-sliced cheese sticks when you can buy a block and cut it yourself!? (insert required "cut-the-cheese" boy-joke here) So I'm looking through the section of block cheeses and K is fussing, she wants the "camouflage" cheese. I look and look, then realize she's asking for a block of marbled colby-jack. All the moms around us just laughed....