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Yesterday morning I got my daughter out of her crib, unzipped her sleep sack, and found THIS:
These used to be footie pajamas. SO, either my daughter totally Hulked Out or my husband finally did what he's been threatening to do for months and CUT THE FEET OFF HER PAJAMAS. As you can tell from the bulging thigh gaps they were a bit too small (someone had a major growth spurt in the last two weeks and as it happens? Footie pajamas in size 12 months and above are really hard to find and then once you find them? They're really freaking expensive! What is up with the shortage of footie pajamas!?), but honestly, THE GIRL HAS PANTS. Could we not have just put her to sleep in comfy clothes? And folded up these cute footie pajamas in one of the million rubber tubs that are clogging up our garage JUST IN CASE WE HAVE ANOTHER BABY GIRL ONE DAY?
Oh well. Sydney wasn't too broken up about it. At least her yellow socks still fit. So yeah … send 12-month footie pajamas so I can bring all our scissors out of hiding.
Yesterday was a big day for me … I lost my Costco virginity! I KNOW! Way to hop on that train a little late, Manda. I've held off because honestly I didn't know what would be so wonderful about a store that charges me $50 a year for the honor of crossing the threshold. The nerve! I also have vague memories of going to Sam's club as a kid and what I remember is ALL THE SWEATSUITS. Like millions of Hanes sweatpants and sweatshirts in every size and color (and yes, I wore them all). And the walls and walls of generic EVERYTHING. Who knew that these places actually had name brand stuff?
I must tell you, though, COSTCO HAS THINGS. I bought my usual diapers-wipes-formula (but? I got TWICE as much for just a few dollars more) AND a gorgeous palate of strawberries and some asparagus and green beans AND enough Cetaphil lotion and Oil of Olay to last me through the summer (at the LEAST) AND new floormats for my car PLUS new – way overdue – undershirts for John and … I got out the door for less than $200. THIS STORE IS GOING TO CHANGE OUR LIVES. And! Have you seen all the lovely food? And! The bicycles! And! The dog beds?! And! The fresh flowers! And … THE CHEESE SECTION?! AND THE HOT DOGS? AND THE VERY BERRY SUNDAES?! LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THE VERY BERRY SUNDAES!!!!!! I CAN'T SHUT UP ABOUT FREAKING COSTCO!
We really were just brimming with joy over it all day yesterday.*
*We live in a metropolitan area. Which means? Target is where I MUST get all my paper products, cleaning supplies, toiletries, etc. because grabbing any of these things at the grocery store means paying TRIPLE (and there is no Evil, Evil Wal-Mart anywhere nearby. I say Evil Evil Wal-Mart because Californians are mostly snooty and think Wal-Mart is evil. Like, more evil than Al-Quaeda. I like Wal-Mart, but don't tell my neighbors please. They might hurt me). And you know what? Target ain't cheap. I am constantly searching for bargains and coupons AND THAT GETS OLD FAST. PLUS, TARGET DOES NOT HAVE VERY BERRY SUNDAES. Hmmm, wonder how many WW points THOSE are gonna cost me.