The Adventures of Ashton

At a birthday party!

At the ‘CueGrass Festival!

In Clemson for the Spring Game!

All dressed up for Easter!

In Asheville for our third anniversary!

The best way to buy jeans. Ever.

I hate trying on 20 pairs of jeans and not finding a pair that fit right. I always ended up giving in eventually and buying a pair that fit best of the 20. 

This website rocks. Totally. Totes magoats. 

www.truejeans.com

If you spend the 5 minutes or so and put your measurements in (whether or not you like your measurements, seriously just put in what you get), the site gives you recommendations from the brands they carry for your best fit. From 1-5 stars.

I just got a pair in that was a 3.5 star fit and I love them. They really really fit. Finally!

Blogworthy

Last year at this time, if I had had a blog, there would have been ramblings about stuff like preparing for a vacation in Germany and Austria. I’m sure there would have been some light whining about not being able to get wasted on German beer since I was like 2 months pregnant and all.

Oh, but this year, it’s a whole new ball game.

Blogworthy this year means talking about what happened at Target (and afterwards) today.

I strapped Ashton in the front carrier and proceeded to begin a hands free shopping trip at Target Greatland. Ooohh…so much stuff on the list today. It was going to be a longer trip than normal. I hadn’t been in 2 or 3 weeks and was having major Target withdrawl.

I was not quite halfway through the trip when I noticed that Ashton’s left sock was soaking wet. Curious, but I didn’t think much of it. Then I noticed that my pants were  a bit wet. Hmmm….I must not have put that diaper on quite right but buddy…..we are halfway there and you don’t seem too upset by it and to be honest, I can deal for a bit longer.

Next aisle: What is that smell?

A few steps further: Uh oh. It can’t be good.

By now, Ashton is deep alseep and basically snoring against my chest. What to do what to do what to do…..

Quick analysis to self:  Smells bad, kind of wet, contained save a wet sock and my damp pant leg….15 minutes from home and diaper bag in the car….hell, I’ve got 3 more things on the list, may as well just finish and check out.

Arrive home: H o l y  c r a p. I mean literally.

The resulting wash list after arriving home.
-2 socks
-his pants
-my pants
-his shirt
-my shirt
-my zip up sweatshirt
-his zip up fleece
-diaper changing pad cover
-10 or so wipes
-2 rags at diaper changer
-2 wash rags
-1 baby towel
-a pre-bath for him in the sink
-a full bath for him
-a quick rinse off for me
-the front carrier
(Funny aside: I picked A up from his exersaucer thingy right before hitting post and he vomitted on me enough to require another full change of clothes for me. Nice aim buddy!)