Why was I in such a hurry to get to Target? Here is why...
I wanted to stock up on play clothes for next summer!! You can't beat 1.00. I mean, really.
I also got John a few items, not pictured. Things were a bit jumbled on shelves, so I plan to go back tonight to do some more searching through the piles. I had John, crying, on one hip, and Ada in the buggy pleading to get out (I said no), so I was in a bit of a hurry.
And for no reason, here are a few pictures of the two stinkers. John is starting to sit up on his own, though he usually falls over on his stomach after a few minutes, and he is trying his hardest to crawl. He gets on his hands and knees and rocks back and forth as hard as he can. He can move his legs, but he hasn't figured out how to move his arms to actually move himself forward. Any day now, I predict.
I have decided no more baby food for us--I HATE IT. It ends up all over me and John and the kitchen floor and who knows what else. So...I bought one of those munchkin mesh feeding things--you know what I am talking about? And from now on, only real solid food for John. He will be happier, I will be happier, and he will be eating real food. It's a win-win. It's the perfect contraption for chunks of sweet potato and avocado and other fruits.
We are gearing up for our beach trip next week, so I need to run and make a dent in the mountain of laundry that has collected upstairs.
I hope to be back later today or tomorrow to tell you about something exciting that is happening over at Scott's blog. Stay tuned.