I don't have many pictures from the week and looking back I am not really sure what we did to stay busy. How does that happen? We probably spent a lot of time at Costco this week. It's all coming back to me...yep...we were at Costco Monday and I learned a very valuable lesson (well two of them thanks to the not so friendly return department employee).
Lesson one: Although some cashiers might just give you a coupon, if you do not have it at costco you will be harassed. And it seems like you get harassed at the worst time, such as when Miss M has lost all ability to sit still any longer, is quickly melting down and the sky outside looks like it is going to open up and rain like crazy.
Lesson two: Although the combo of a hot dog and a soda for $1.50 always sounds like a good deal, sometimes it's not. It's not when you're alone with an infant in your cart. The cart doesn't fit between the picnic tables (where people eat their delicious combo meal) and the soda machine/condiments thus making it difficult to get the necessities to eat your lunch. Costco really should consider putting cup holders on their carts. This would help with one of the problems. I did however see they sell large slices of cheesy delicious looking pizza. It's possible, when I forget the difficulty of this past trip, I will try the pizza instead of the hot dog.
But I still love Costco. In fact we went back later in the week and there's a good chance we will go back tomorrow. It's amazing how many trips we make to Costco considering we live in an apartment and only have three people in our family (and one of the people is seven months old).
We also went to the aquarium this week because it was free for IL residents. We went with a group from our "mom's group." When the aquarium admission is free they only allow you to roam the first floor. The first floor was kind of boring and since Miss M and her cronies didn't care to look at the fish we just set up camp in the middle of one of the rooms, ironically, we set up in the camping room.
We went to lunch with a friend. We went to my favorite pizza place in town. It's impossible to go for dinner because it's always very busy. However, lunch is a different story. They aren't very busy for lunch and Miss M is more manageable during the day. She sat in her high chair for an hour without too much trouble. The little boy we were with didn't do so well. He made Miss M look like an angel!
Doesn't she look so grown up in her high chair. This is probably the first time she's sat in a high chair outside of the house. I have to put blankets around her to keep her upright since Miss M is too small for most high chairs.
On the recommendation of Aunt Nessa we bought a mesh teether from the store. It is recommended to put fruit or ice cubes in them for the child to chew on. We have been putting strawberries in them for Miss M and she goes crazy for it. We have to undress her because she makes such a mess of herself. She does not like it when you take it away to put more food in because she thinks its being taken away for good. I did take it to lunch with us this week and used pears in hopes she wouldn't make much of a mess. I packed a wet wash cloth in a tupperware container like my Grandma used to when we would go to football games. Grandma is so smart.
We went downstairs to talk to the neighbors. I had borrowed their flour and needed to return it and we got to discussing Halloween costumes. The lady downstairs offered a costume for Miss M so we took it. If it had holes for her feet/legs it would be perfect. It is a peeled banana and it's hilarious. Miss M did not find it hilarious. We can't use it because her legs go into the bottom of the banana and we can't use her car seat or put her in a stroller. I think it's made for younger babies. I wish we could use it because it's hilarious. Or at least I think so.
We went to visit Dad at work for Halloween. Miss M is always a hit when we go to the office. Her picture is mass distributed to his co-workers quite often so I think they like to see her in person too!
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.