Mission #1

Although Mom and Max have been out mall shopping a few times in the last month or so, today was Max and Dad's turn.

I thought it pertinent for Max to see shopping doesn't always mean an all day experience. You have to plan what you want, where it is, get it and get out. Boom. Done. Finished. The guys way.

Mission: Find a Red Wings hat to send to Max's Uncle Tom out in Denver for losing a wager on the 2nd round play-offs againts the Av's. After acquiring said hat, the mission would only be complete upon successful shipment.

Results: After stopping two different places, we finally found what we needed and proceeded to find out not only were we too late for the US Post Office, but also too late for a local shipping store.

Prognosis: Mission should be accomplished sometime early this week.

Max did great! Dressed in a bib overalls and a bucket hat, he seemed to enjoy being strapped to my chest while walking around, slobbering all over the front of the carrier of course. After picking out his own book at the local Schulers, we surprised Mom at work (and also served as a distraction to her hard working employees). Everyone involved couldn't have been happier.

Back home now, my feet are up giving the old back muscles a break (doctor's appointment last week put him at 18 lbs 8 oz). Max slept a bit in the car, so we're just waiting for his little belly to let us know when it's time for a new bottle.

A great day...