Ah--CHEW!!

Today, I am thankful that my husband watched Tayva ALL DAY for me yesterday, so I could scrapbook with some friends. We had such a good time. I loved showing him the pages that I finished. I'll tell ya what though--scrapbooking takes a LONG time! I like to do it, but boy is it time consuming. It was a great break for me. I sure did miss Tayva and Bob by the end of the day. I couldn't wait to get home!

I had an interesting trip to Target today. First, I pulled into the parking lot following a car with a bumper sticker that said "Just another soulless atheist striving for world peace and unity". Nice. I then head into the photo center because I placed 2 orders on the internet over the weekend, and Bob went to to pick them up for me, and there was only one of the orders when he got home. So, I figured I better go back and pick up the other order. Apparently, the second order mysteriously disappeared (even though I have the order confirmation email). So now I have to re-send the order. Then I had to pick some other things, and Tayva was desperately trying to stand up in the cart. Obviously she wanted to see just what it would feel like to drop 4 feet to the hard tile floor. Thankfully that did not happen. So, I thought I needed something to keep her busy. I cruised down the dollar aisle and picked up a few books for her to look at (just to look at, and not to buy), then headed to the cracker aisle and picked up a box of crackers. Now, before I had a child, I would have never dreamed of opening up a box of crackers in the middle of the store before paying for them. Not any more--I whipped open those crackers so fast without a second thought. OK, so I was set--Tayva had a few books and some crackers to keep her busy. I picked up some of the things I needed (including nose drops for Tayva as she has a stuffy and runny nose) and started to head toward the check-out. I had one last stop to make. I needed to pick up a new wallet. (I was severely traumatized a few weeks ago when Bob and I were out to eat with some friends and I pulled out my wallet to pay, and my friend looked at me and said, "Shaunna, you need a new wallet" and started to laugh. Then, my loving husband chimes in and says, "Honey, you have the George Costanza wallet" (I don't know if I spelled his name right, but he's the guy from Seinfeld--you know who he is) OK, I really wasn't traumatized, I totally admit that she was right--besides, she is a good friend of mine and can tell me those things. She has also the friend that told me that a pair of my jeans gives me "saggy butt". Every girl needs a friend like that--really!!) SO, I was just deciding which wallet I wanted, and Tayva had a HUGE sneeze. I looked down, and there was half-chewed crackers, snot, and saliva all over one of the books I had given her. So much for that idea-ha! I quickly wiped her and the book up (I think every mom always has a wipe of some sort in their purse or pocket) and headed to the check-out line. I had to end this shopping trip before Tayva decided to sneeze all over the other book or really DID climb out of the cart.