Tuesday, March 26, 2013


We went to the downtown Target this morning to buy baby gates.  You know you are in a fun place when you have to get your parking validated in a machine inside of Target before heading down to the parking garage.  Oh, and you definitely know you are in a city when there is a man with mental issues throwing up on the floor right in front of the elevators.  It was an awkward "excuse me" to get to the down button.  Ah, culture.

P.S. I had Blake pick out his own birthday present in Target because I knew I wouldn't be visiting a store without kids in the next 48 hours.  Me=lame mom.

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