Tuesday, January 18, 2005

"Well, we're dressed for investigating, so let's investigate."

Last night we ran around the metroplex searching for a play gas station for Logan. I know they exist, but apparently, no one sells them. Our last stop on the quest was Target, where we found that Caleb is mezmerized by BoohBah and Target doesn't sell play gas stations either. While roaming the aisles we came across a small bit of shelf space crammed with Teen Titans paraphernalia. Among all the action figures and such was a costume. I surreptitiously pointed to it and before Lynn could zero in on it, Logan had already laid eyes on it.



I was worried he would fall asleep in it, but once he started feeling sleepy he decided to take it off and fold it up for the next day. As soon as he woke up this morning he was ready to put it all back on again. BEFORE breakfast. In the same order as yesterday. Woman!! What in the hell is wrong with you?!
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