I've been putting it off, but today seemed as a good a day as any for a visit to the baby shop. Part of a chain that opened a megastore at Highpoint, affectionately referred to by some of the mothers at mother's group as Buntings. Or not. We've had some not so great experiences there. Like the time I slapped G on the face (I was growing a pyschosis at the time) or the occasion a sales assistant practically called me a bad parent because I wanted a certain type of car seat which she assured me was unsuitable for a six month child. Which it wasn't. However today's visit was quite pleasant. We investigated and purchased one of the required potty items, Grace played on all the toys and was nice to the other children, G visited supercheap auto and bought a builders square that's more square than the one he's been using and I got to take pictures in the carpark.
I find the two images above quite calming and on previous visits have thought that I'd like to take the photos but didn't because I was either in a huff, didn't have my camera with me or was with my mum. Not that she'd mind, but Gerard totally gets that I'd want to. Encourages it even. The picture below, I find a little disturbing for some reason. Grace however, sees it and her eyes light up, Bubba, bubba. We didn't even bother taking the stroller and she walked in holding my hand, greeting each new baby. She's especially interested in smaller babies, even better if she gets one to smile at her.