It was one of those quick weeks for us. But as we unwind to the weekend, it's time to leap into Thanksgiving prep. So last night the little guy and I headed to the grocery store. And someone insisted on the police car cart. You know the one with the cool decals but much more limited space for ugh, groceries. Yes, that's how we roll. Packed to the top and completely surrounded by milk, eggs, and other awesome treats. I gotta a little worried when the last available spot was occupied by the little guy. So what does any good mother do....Zachary, you can hold this 10 pound bag of potatoes. Perfect, now don't move. At least we got a what an adorable little boy, as we maneuvered our way to the car...complete with Mama holding a separate bag of eggs and balancing sweet potatoes on the handle.
Ok, this morning Mama was looking for cute pictures to add to the blog...when, I noticed that "someone" found the camera on my phone. The boy sure knows how to shoot things. Below are his best shots but there were a ton of pictures of the floor, wall and what appears to be the garbage can. I included one cute self portrait that Mama shot.
The best for last. On the way home from groceries, a Christmas song came on. The little guy insisted that he sing his very own Christmas song. And what an original it was...full of trees, reindeers and Santa. It, however, sounded a little like Old MacDonald.
Ok, this morning Mama was looking for cute pictures to add to the blog...when, I noticed that "someone" found the camera on my phone. The boy sure knows how to shoot things. Below are his best shots but there were a ton of pictures of the floor, wall and what appears to be the garbage can. I included one cute self portrait that Mama shot.
The best for last. On the way home from groceries, a Christmas song came on. The little guy insisted that he sing his very own Christmas song. And what an original it was...full of trees, reindeers and Santa. It, however, sounded a little like Old MacDonald.
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