Weekend Driving

This past weekend David Ann and I ventured to suburban Maryland to visit DA's best friend as his wife had a baby about a month ago. It was interesting seeing David Ann with such a small person, he was scared to death he was going to break her. Lots to practice before Baby Ann arrives!

The ride on the way home provided some interesting sights of what people do in their cars while driving and riding - singing along with the radio, combing their hair, picking their nose, reading the paper, doing their weave. Yes, you read that correctly, putting in a hair weave while riding in the car. I was completely mesmerized. And because traffic was moving slow, I was able to watch as the woman made several attempts. I didn't get to see the finished product as there was a split in the highway and we went our separate ways.

Until the next roadtrip...

It just scared me.

David Ann and I went to BabiesRUs over the weekend to start a baby registry. We were the first ones at the registry desk when the store opened. At that point, the store was fairly empty and not such a bad place. They explained the whole process, gave us a 'parent's necessities' sheet that was organized to drive you around the store and sent us off with the scanner gun. We had barely made it to the bottles section (section 1) before I was freaking out. How can there be 5+ different brands of bottles and all the stuff that goes along with them - warmers, brushes, sterilizers, nipples, the list goes on and on. I literally stopped a woman with an infant strapped to her chest and asked if we could pay her to do this for us. I just hope we don't forget Baby Ann at the hospital, knowing us there is a good chance!

By the time we were finished (and headed off to a baby shower for someone else!) the store was bustling. The registry check-out procedure took a while as there was now a line, but we were given a gift box of stuff that I didn't have a chance to investigate until arriving home. It included a diaper, a small pack of wipes and our favorite treat - a small bottle. David Ann decided he needed to test it out and filled it with Diet Coke. In case you were wondering...it works.

No, really...

To the lady who needed to get on the train before me last night, please, go right ahead. And to when you about knocked me on the floor whipping your multiple bags around to get a seat that had just opened up, how dare I be in your way! I realize I don't look like your typical pregnant woman, but I am and would appreciate not being run over by you because you have decided to move the entire contents of your desk via the subway. I meant the look I gave you. Really.