For as long as I can remember, I've been a picky shopper. I knew within a few moments of being in a store if I liked something or if I could move on. Today, after the ultrasound for Baby #2, we stopped by the Carter's store in the neighborhood. You'd think that after seeing images of my daughter to be I'd be itching to shop and you'd be right, except that 95% of what I saw made me want to hurl. Most outfits for girls look like a lollipop wrapper or odd scrapbook paper set. Uggh. I found one cute outfit for Christmas- a shirt and pant set- on clearance, but otherwise, I passed on everything there. For some reason, girl clothes seem all (or nearly all) designed for the girls to go out on the town. Why can't there be a happy and pleasant medium?

On a good note, all of baby #2 parts are doing well and there's no sign of the two vessel cord affecting anything. This Friday I have to redo my gestational diabetes test after fasting-- uggh.

When asked what he thinks is in my stomach Quinn has responded with his two answers: dinosaurs and alligators. Lovely. Funny.

Today was pajama day at school. We forgot, but fortunately, Quinn had a sweatsuit there to wear and he contentedly referred to them as his jammies. Sweet kid. He ran to the car from school today with his friend ND. We ran into McCall's Mom at the lot too and got the word that McCall's birthday party will be February 28th. Sweet friends.