Ah, the vacuum cleaner. What a fine friend you are. Baby B loves to vacuum with me, perched on my hip, leaning waaaay over to watch it work its magic. (Amy, I thought you would appreciate this!)
Because I'm cheap, er, frugal, Baby B will celebrate V-Day again tomorrow when I buy him a really corny stuffed animal that sings Eye of the Tiger when it goes on clearance at Kroger tomorrow. [$9.99 - really?] Baby B thinks it is totally hilarious and dances and laughs at it when we're grocery shopping, attracting all sorts of attention from other customers. Thank goodness no one asked to sniff his hair again. Creeeepy.