So, mama was able to buy some shoes and baby got some new shades.
And a happy mama makes a happy baby. :)
If you're wondering why I would write about a trip to Target, it's because this is big for
us me. A few weeks ago, I was afraid my life would be limited to 30 minute trips to the grocery store before J calls and says the baby won't stop crying...or the only eating out we would do would be from a drive-thru. But this Target trip gives me hope. Hope that I won't die of cabin fever and that as much as it irritates you when you have a tiny baby and people tell you "it gets better"...it is actually getting better.
We're learning what Weston likes and dislikes and how to keep him happy...and I think that may be my most favorite thing of all. Plus raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens.