we like to target.

you are obsessed with target. so is mommy which is trouble. you ask all the time if we can go. like everyday. when we pass it you used to have a crying fit and say "target 3 baby" because they have a huge toy story 3 poster hanging up) but now (few months later since i've been so bad at blogging) you just talk about what we buy there.. usually its "baby wipes, baby puffs, baby diapers, clean, juice, water...." then when you see anything at the house whether its milk, water, sunscreen, chips, shirt, its "got target". and you are the best little helper. you are so good at loading the groceries on the belt at the checkout and then have to "draw" on the credit card machine. i love my little target buddy :)