Road Trip!

Well, it's official. We're bad parents. Now don't go looking all shocked, I'm sure some of you expected that to come out eventually. Here's the deal-- we were going a little stir crazy. One thing we have always liked to do is go shopping (any variety...clothes, groceries, window...) as a couple. It's nice to get out intot he world and see new thins and have interesting discussions while driving somewhere.

Cue Aidan. Babies aren't really supposed to go anywhere for a few months, as they build thier immune systems. Well, like I mentioned, we were going a little nuts. So the other day, we packed him up in his little HAZMAT stroller and trundled him off in the Badparent-mobile to the land of Target. Mind you, it isn't as bad as it sounds-- first of all, it was (for most of the population) the first day after Christmas back to work. Second, we went as early in the morning as we could given store hours to ensure there wouldn't be as many germ-bearing drool-zombies there. And guess what? He loved it. He was very interested in just about everything, which given his current brain size isn't all that surprising. He was asleep in the car coming and going, and while we were out he didn't cry at all.

It was pretty interesting being on the other side of the fence of parenthood-- people who stopped thier humongeous Third World country-sized strollers in the middle of aisles used to piss me off royally. But now...NOW, I'm that guy, and god help you if you say something to me about it because I will tear off your face and have my son spit-up in the open woulnd. Ya dig? Anyway, fun times. I can't wait to do it again when he can gibber incoherently at things....by then, he'll be a REAL chick magnet. Er, forget you read that last bit.