An Early Morning

It's amazing how many times in a day I find myself playing with Tate and thinking, "I always want to remember this." And then I sit down to blog and can remember thinking that, but not what Tate was doing. Oh well. This morning Tate was up at 5 a.m. That's a little early even for him. We were both ready to get out by 8, easy. So we tried to go shopping, but found that most places wouldn't be ready for us until 9 a.m. Those lucky souls who get to sleep in. Since we were already out we headed to the grocery store; we get 24 hour success there. At Hyvee they have shopper in training carts for little tikes. Tate was in heaven pushing ours until I put blueberries and bananas in, then he thought he should eat them. Upon me telling him no, he decided to help load the cart. When he didn't win at that, I ended up carrying him while leaning over to push our little lime green cart. What a sight we were I am sure. After finishing at the grocery store we still had 15 minutes to kill before anything else opened. To enjoy the 60 degree rainy weather we took a walk, inspected the side walk, looked at the store walls, relocated our car, and sat and watched the rain. It was an adventure. The worst part is the store we were waiting for didn't even have what we wanted!!! But the morning did wear Tate out and we both enjoyed a wonderful mid morning nap.

Here are some pictures of our afternoon festivities.  (I couldn't figure out why Tate always had his mouth open in a state of stupor until it hit me, he can't breathe through his stuffy nose!)