Next week, my good friend and old college roommate Sheena is coming to town! We are doing a girls weekend and I'm SO excited to see her. I needed to do some errands this weekend in order to get the house ready for her...just the usual errands...Costco, Target and the Grocery Store. Owen asked to come with me and I hesitated for about a minute and then said, "Sure, Bubs...But we have to do a LOT of shopping so I need you to be a good boy!" He promised he would so we went off together. Ok, sure...these errands would have taken me about 1.5 to 2 hours to do if I went by myself. With Owen, it took about 3 hours. But he was GREAT the whole time. Sometimes I need to remind myself that even errands can be quality time with your kids - if you make it fun.

The couple of highlights: Owen REALLY wanted flip flops "like dad." So I said we'd pick some out at Target. He looked at the wall hanging with dozens of flip flops and picked out the most rainbow, sparkly and girly pair they sold. I am not above letting my kid wear sparkly flip flops, but I did want to try and steer him toward a more gender appropriate pair. So I explained to him that the ones he liked were supposed to be for girls and I showed him all the boy ones. We found a cool pair of Shaun White brand black ones and he was satisfied (he doesn't know what a snowboard half pipe is, but someday he'll read this and know that his mom was "cool" for getting him the Shaun White ones.) But as we were leaving the shoe area he spotted another pair of sparkly pink bedazzled flip flops for adults and he stops me and goes, "Mom! LOOK! I have an idea...we should get YOU a pair of flip flops too and YOU can wear pink ones because you're a girl!" I said, "You're right!" and he pointed to the ones he wanted me to buy and we walked out of there in our brand new cool shoes and did the rest of our grocery shopping in them. My first present that Owen picked out just for me.

Later as we were cruising down the aisles at Target (because please tell me who can go into a Target and not go down every single aisle? It's like shopping crack for me) Owen somehow realized if he stood on the side of the shopping cart he could pretend to be a garbage truck guy. I protested at first because I thought he was going to pick up things off the aisle displays and throw them in the cart, but he said "No, Mom. I'm just going to PRETEND." So I said, ok and let him direct me in his garbage truck reenactment. He said, "Stop!" at the end of every aisle...stepped off the cart...grabbed a pretend garbage can...pretended to dump it in the cart...put the pretend garbage can back on the pretend curb...and then climbed back on the cart where I drove to the next "stop." You see why the errand took an extra hour now, right? But I have to say...I'm pretty proud of this kid's imagination. And we had fun and still finished everything we had to do before dinner. Success!