February 15, 2002 - Friday
Two boys; one is in my arm and one is in the seat of a shopping cart being pushed around by my other hand. We're going into the warehouse club store. Stearing gets harder as I add weight to the card. Most items I'm able to move with one hand. I only have to put Jeremy down once to move a case of drinks into the cart and then again to sign the credit card receipt. It's more than I should have tried to handle, I realize. It's easier to shop with just Harry. Jeremy is a very heavy, limp baby. So, I've learned about shopping with two boys.