Ever since baby C went down to two naps a day, leaving us a three-hour awake time in the afternoon, he and I have taken to amusing ourselves out in the real world (ie: out of my apartment). Some days, we just make a point to walk to the park for a ride in the swings or go over to a neighbor’s house for a visit.  Other days, we run errands. Today was an errand day.  We went to Wal-mart.  Places like Wal-mart and the grocery store are the baby equivalent of an amusement park….so many fun, bright, new things to look at—all from the front seat of a moving shiny metal cart. The ride is not nearly so much fun for baby when it stops moving.  Only slight pauses are really acceptable.  This is a problem when the cart’s motion is dependent upon a mommy who has spent years perfecting her skills of indecision and who is capable of standing in one aisle for an indefinite amount of time in order to weigh the pros and cons for two almost identical products.

So, today in Wal-mart, while turning into the shampoo aisle, I spotted Cardinals player Scott Spiezio.  Now, I must admit that the only reason I was able to recognize him was by the hideous dyed-red tuft of hair on his chin (a goatee?). I spent most of the last Cards game we watched criticizing this red fuzz and there it was in Wal-mart….in the hair products aisle, no less. I nonchalantly stopped behind Mr. Spiezio to grab my bottle of Aussie and then continued on my way to pick up some dog food for my dog Rolen.