Daddy time pictures...
We had such a nice Sunday, despite my lingering sniffly nose and sore throat. Allergies? The Crud Round Two? Some karmic punishment for all those times I've contributed to the door-ding epidemic by abandoning my shopping cart in the middle of the parking lot instead of walking it back to the shopping cart corral? Who knows. Even so, I was determined to enjoy this day with my boys, and the result was a very sweet Sunday. The big news: J's a proud new papa. Not to Mister A or Bumblebee this time....to his new (to him) car. So we spent time in the driveway this morning, oohing and aahing and installing a car seat, much to J's dismay. That took the sexy factor of said new (to him) car down a few notches. Ha. (Oh, don't worry, the gigantor car seat will be in the trunk when not in use. Gotta let the guy have some man space untouched by parenthood, right?)
Mister A, being all dude-ish and taking a serious look at the new wheels.
After the auto-admiring we headed to the mall, had a klassy food court feast (Villa Pizza, how I love thee) while Mister A smiled and waved at every kid who came within five feet of his high chair, then got J all suited up for his sister's fast approaching wedding (so excited, LaLo!) We found A some stylish new soft soled shoes and some sale rack polo shirts that were just too perfectly preppy (and clearanced!) to pass up. Only as we exited the mall did I realize I was the only one going home empty handed. Such is life as the mom, right?
Here's a video of A trying to walk in his stylish new kicks. He's obviously a little bewildered by this new sensation of having shoed feet. (And no, I don't condone the wearing of a slightly too-tight onesie with fall season shoes. It was just a try on session, obvi.)
And just like that, another weekend bites the dust. Fortunately we've got a lot to look forward to this week. Mimi arrives tomorrow for a visit, my hair gets the makeover it so badly needs on Tuesday, and it's SEPTEMBER! Which is exciting as long as I focus on the fact that September means I get to pull out all the fall decor and watch new prime time television and take a trip with my boys to California....and NOT focus on the fact that it means my baby boy has a BIRTHDAY coming very, very soon that will make him a baby no more. Oy vey.