Pizza Sherpa

So, I feel like I've gotten pretty good at taking Jack places.  (Duh, Heather.  He's your baby and you have to leave the house.)  

Seriously, though, going places with a baby is tricky!  You need:

-- a stroller (most likely)

-- diapers and wipes (more than you think)

-- formula/milk/food (more than you think, in case you're gone longer than you expect)

-- toys

-- bib/burp cloth

-- change of clothes (not required but smart)

-- sensible shoes (unless you really hate yourself)

-- Advil (inevitable)

You also may need:

-- blanket (for baby lounging)

-- sunscreen (to prevent baby burning)

-- hat (ditto)

(Woah, that's a lot of stuff.)  No kidding.  You also need your sense of humor and a healthy desire for adventure.

When I was new-er at the mom thing, I also had Ziploc bags in my diaper bag.  They're actually pretty helpful for various ooky items that you either need to cart home of dispose of without stink or mess.

So, that's all fine and good, but on Friday, I was faced with a dilemma.  How do you drop into Whole Foods and pick up dinner with your baby?

I didn't really want a cart b/c Whole Foods on Friday after work is a madhouse.  Jack's not really big enough to sit in a cart yet, anyway, which means putting the carseat on top of the cart, which means that you can't really see where you're going.  And, at almost 20 pounds, he's a heavy turkey to carry around in the carseat at this point.  Plus the large bag in which I carry all of his various and sundry items.

So, anyway, here's what I came up with:

I got dinner; I got us in and out of the store without major hassle, and Jack even got a Junior Deputy sticker from the store's on-site State Trooper!  Awesomeness.

Hope this finds you well.
--Heather