I took the kids to the thrift store yesterday while we were down the mountain. It’s been about 2 months since I stepped into a thrift store, and I’ve missed the thrill of the hunt. I’m feeling a bit rusty, too. How does that work?
I still found some great deals. I bought Penelope some practically never-been-worn soccer cleats and felix some brand, spanking new leather stride rites. These shoes aren’t much to look at design wise, but they’re well made and they provide great support for helping him walk.
This little dude is now 17 months. I can’t believe it. He still seems like a baby to me with his continued love for cuddling and lack of motivation to walk. It’s hard not to get frustrated that he’s not developing as quickly as I would like, but I’ve got to enjoy each phase while it lasts. I know he won’t want to cuddle with me forever.