Sam's Club Trip

I took Lilly to Sam's yesterday afternoon. She snoozed in the car over there, but woke up as I was moving the carrier into the cart. So I took her out of the car seat and put her in the baby Bjorn, facing out, so she could see everything. Boy did she love it. She also had better access to my fingers, namely my thumb, on which she could chomp.

But she chewed on my fingers and then went onto her own, which probably taste better than mine. So I had both hands in which to wheel the massive shopping cart full of diapers, string cheese, AAA batteries, bottled water, toilet paper, and hummus, among other items. I wanted to get a rotissere chicken but they weren't ready when I went by the section. The worker said it would be about five minutes, but I forgot, and when about my shopping, and was headed to check out, when I ran into him again and he told me the chickens were ready. So I turned the cart around and went toward the back of the store.

On the way there, we stopped by the baby clothing where I noticed spit up on the floor, then my left shoe and then all over Lilly. So I searched through the diaper bag for a spit up cloth but could only find anti-bacterial hand wipes so I bent down cleaned up the floor, left the spot on my shoe and then wiped Lilly off, with a new cloth.

It was only when I put her back into the car seat carrier did I see how much spit up she had all over the onesie.

Sam's Club is known for handing out free samples but Lilly didn't get any and still managed to leave the store with food on herself. She was wiped out and fell asleep in the car. Once awake, I put a new onesie on her.