The Saturday Outing: Target

Me. Four kids. Where do we go? Where do we go?

Target of course.

Where I can get a cart that will hold all four, make a stop at the dollar isle first thing, and feel like I've accomplished something even if I didn't let Ben get the Spiderman shoes that he was still talking about this morning and opted for a basic blue tennis shoe instead.

Can you find Elaine in the mess?

The conversation with Patric on the phone going to Target:
Guess what we have?!
What?
A Panera Bread!!!!
Guess what I have?
What?
Representatives from The First Army right here.
Yeah, yeah. We are getting a Panera!
To the side: My wife is a bit excited that Memphis is getting a Panera Bread.

Note To Patric: Don't answer calls from your wife when you are meeting with important people.

That girl was a bit tuckered out by all of the shopping.

It's going to get a bit worse as Operation Bottle Drop began last night.

And like some people we know, we're gearing up for Christmas.

Okay, maybe not as quickly as those people.