Ever have one of those moments you want to hide in shame?
I did today.

I had to get milk and a few other things, so I took Little Man with me. We did our shopping, acted goofy, and laughed. We get to check-out, and he says he lets me know he needs to go potty. I looked at him, "Ok, we're almost done here, then we'll go to the bathroom, ok?" He agrees and waits. We finish up, and I rush over to the bathrooms with him so he won't end up peeing in his pants. I park the cart right by the bathroom and go inside. As soon I we walk into, I notice something doesn't feel right. I look up and right there is a grown man standing, using the bathroom. I pull Little Man back and say, "I think we're in the wrong one..." As we're walking out, I look at the sign - which I could have sworn said WOMEN - that says MEN. I say, "Crap! We did go in the wrong one! Oh my gosh!" As I say that, I'm turning my focus back to in front of me, when I suddenly jump because of a huge tall guy standing in front of me, laughing and smiling. Then he says, "And here I thought I was going in the wrong one!" I turned like 10 shades of red, which made him laugh even more! Oh my gosh, I was so embarrassed, I wanted to throw a bag over my head! What a trip.
So to make up a crazy trip to the store, Little Man and I made cookies! No, not homemade. That's one homemade I can not do. I can never made good homemade cookies. Or make the ones where you add the ingredients to it. Only kind I can make decent cookies out of, are the ones already premade - just cut and back. I wish I could make homemade cookies. But I just can't. So anyways... here's pictures of the cookies and Little Man enjoying them.
And to make things even, here's Baby Boy!