So yesterday was a marathon thrift shopping day. Which means a post-partum mom, a new grandmother and a eight week old MAN baby went shopping for six hours in Wilmington, North Carolina. And drove an hour there and back. I am happy to report we all returned and said MAN baby is properly initiated into shopping with the women of his life.
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| http://www.onceuponachildwilmington.com/ |
He slept. He smiled at strangers. He ate nicely and didn't object to our choice of restaurants- Whole Foods food court. Yes! Welcome to civilization- we have three brands of Kombucha and tasty tuna wraps with fresh, DARK lettuce and crunchy fun stuff in the tuna. And pizza for his mama but don't tell her I told you that. Man baby ate what ever he was offered and wherever- the air conditioned car was easier than the dressing room. He is a rather messy, noisy eater - Man child all the way.
He likes sitting in the back seat facing his own little mirror. If he fussed a bit, one of the women,the funny one, would hop into the back seat with him... hmm, who's training who?
But he figured out the whole shopping thing. IF it said "Resale, thrift, consignment, kid store.", the car stopped and he was plunked out of the car to smile at more strangers. He was shoved into slings and pushed down aisles in his fancy stroller.
So MAN baby experienced a day at the treasure hunt with doting women. He got a beach hat, a pair of "pool certified" swimming trunks (who knew those existed....), two new onsies cause he's busting out of his tiny newborn stuff. His mama bought a sling to haul him through the airport- another rite of passage coming up. Bebe bought him three "new" books.
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| Bebe's favorite place.... |
He made out like a bandit- what man doesn't like shopping that's all about HIM? Next time- Home Depot!
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