"You're shopping and you can't stop....."

*blushing*

Okay....they're not THE babies.

But I've entered the twilight zone and I admit it.
I couldn't take stuff from the trunk of the car forEVER.....and now--

I'M SHOPPING FOR BABIES AND I CAN'T STOP!!!!

Well, that's what himself says.

It's just a play and grow (aka playpen that doubles for a bed for the wee things--with things that go 'round and round'--in case they get bored dontchaknow)
And a few outfits.......(okay--we're talking seven each--NOT matching, of course cuz that would be rotten!!) A few feetie jammies and bibs and the like.
Oh...and cute little bathtowels with animal heads and tails.
Yeah, yeah.....they were too cute to pass up. AND they were on sale. :-)

Oh yeah...... And the Nike booties.
C'mon--they were just too tiny and too...too.....cute!
And a few toys.
Okay.....more than a few--but less than a whole company's worth!

And their savings bonds....cuz that's something that can be hung on to for some time.

*shrugs*
I put it back in the boys' court to decide how he wants the involvement to look. I can be g'ma from over here and send on stuff at my leisure. But ya know--no one defined for me how they'd be involved with the kiddos in my life.
They're his babies and it's his call to make.
(at this point it's an "I don't know....." and I've asked him to decide and let me know.)
I don't get to decide anything except for what I'm willing to do within the confines of what he'll allow me to do or be in the babies lives.

That musta been enough to free me up, according to himself (who says I'm shopping and I can't stop).

*shrugs*

I have the box and gift bag of prezzies to prove my freedom or his observation.
Take your pick. Or pick both if you like!! (cuz if some is good.............)