Bronze medal

Taking a toddler shopping should qualify as an Olympic sport. The amount of stress, sweat and crackers it took us to get through 2 stores (right next to each other) is slightly embarrassing. I would have only qualified for the bronze after points were deducted each time Zach cried, threw something on the floor, or tried to put a hanger in his mouth. The woman at Old Navy felt so bad for me she gave him a balloon...which he promptly tried to bite and destroyed in 30 seconds. This whole let's not dress like a hobo in 2013 project is way over rated.

It's hard to believe a face so sweet can be so cranky....