Maya's Got a Set of Brand New Wheels

On Thursday, our second day off together, we decided to take Maya shopping, after she woke up from her nap. Brad had decided that it would be a Toys R Us day, as well as a WalMart day. Why WalMart? I have not a clue. We packed up and hit WalMart first, in awe of its sheer size. After shopping for water filters, a phone case, and lots of stuff we didn't need, we headed off to the checkout stand...where all I can say is...I will do my utmost best never to step in another WalMart as long as I live. Now that we had succumbed Maya to such an expression of American capitalism, we decided to head onto yet another capitalistic venture...Toys R Us, where the lines are shorter, people are a lot nicer, and where our Maya's face lights up. The idea was to shop for a Radio Flyer wagon, but what we ended up with was a Step 2 vroom, vroom, car in red, blue, and yellow! Maya tested it out in the store and loved it, even daring to stand up at times voicing "Look Dad, no hands!" (in baby talk...the child is driving, not talking, people!) Brad zoomed her around the store, taking sharp turns, and going at a Mach 2 speed. Suffice to say, the car was purchased, but along with it, I fell victim to the doll section, where I picked up (for Maya, of course) a baby doll that sputters, cries, and coos, as well as her little car seat, diaper bag, accessories, and milk bottle. We are totally in trouble...aren't we?