December 4

We went shopping. And if you don’t count the numerous hardware stores visited over the last few weeks, I do believe (mind, it is getting late and I can’t be bothered to fact check) that is the first time I’ve taken Claire to a mall on our Daddy Days.

And what better reason than to buy her mother an affmas present?

Day 4: Toes Alive!.

Too bad that’s all the information you get about that.

While at the mall — stroller-less because apparently the stroller is still in the trunk of Karin’s car which is at the autobody shop — I was reduced to carting the girl around in my arms. This was not only a feat of strength that has left my arms more than a little bit tender this evening, but an awesome exercise in extracting the sympathies of little old ladies shopping and who insisted that I go ahead of THEM in line ups and at doors.

I might find a toddler to take shopping with me every year. Given, I might need to do some strength training in the intervening months between Decembers, but I’m thinking the time I’ll save in store line ups should easily balance that out.