Target is a Laxative

Thanks to my 5k running partners we completed a 20 minute run yesterday! Woo hoo! It wasn't half bad, and race day is quickly approaching! I'm telling you, if running isn't your thing but you'd like to start somewhere, the Couch to 5k app is it! This app is the only one I have ever seen that gets 5/5 stars- pretty impressive. It's well worth the $1.99. I call the girl (who is encouragement throughout the run giving us countdowns) "Ginger". She's British. 


I came across this quote on Pinterest, and I thought it was very true for my running right now:

Here is a pic of the play date we had earlier this week. Sweet babies. 

So Target.... it's a laxative for poor Mac. Today we went to lunch with our friend, Casey, and we walked to Target afterwards. Here's how Mac was dressed before Target:

Since we were walking, Mac and Paisley were in the stroller in their car seats. I didn't buckle Mac back in because I knew it was a matter of time before he would fuss and want out. He started fussing, and I tried to calm him with my voice... I didn't look at him because once we stare into his big eyes, well, you fall for whatever he wants. Fortunately Casey looked at him because he had flipped onto his stomach!! Silly boy. I didn't take a picture of this (although Casey asked if she could). 

So I turn him over and head for the dressing room to feed them. I picked him up, and he had pooped all over his outfit and car seat. Seriously. And where was the diaper bag?? Well in the car, of course! (This isn't a first time for this incident either.. Read the other time here.) You'd think I would learn. 

So here is how Mac looked on the way home. Poor boy. 

Notice the socks beside him that I used to wipe up his drool. I promise we have adequate supplies... I just forget to pack them. 

And here are my sweet babies in the bathtub tonight. They grow so fast... too fast. This time next week I'll be writing about them turning 8 months old. {sigh}

-ashley