I don't know where my brain is lately. Well, yes I do -- it's with the allergy god. He's totally taken over my brain, apparently.
Yesterday I'm loading groceries into my cart at Costco and I hear Spencer scream, he's drifting into the parking lot... I'm just letting him float away... thankfully, no one was nearby (except the woman at me looking like I was unfit to parent).
Today I'm at Target, Spencer is AGAIN in the shopping cart, and I just push it into the little escalator for carts that SPECIFICALLY says not to put your kids on. Spencer starts screaming I realize what I've done, but I hold his hand the whole way down and it all turns out fine.
But seriously, people -- CPS is gonna start wondering after a while.
But, until my brain re-immerges after allergy season -- no more shopping carts, obviously.