Strolling...or...Dragging??

Well, our family decided to do a little grocery shopping Saturday afternoon. Ethan had been really fussy all week, but he was soooo much better when we went strolling through the store. I was strolling down the frozen food aisle when he began to fuss. Well, I have somehow learned to ignore this fussing at times (key words "at times"), so I kind of heard him but sort of tuned him out. We went down the aisle very slooowwwly as I glanced through everything. When I finally got to the end of this long aisle, I looked down only to see my son hanging out of the stroller. Yes, I didn't buckle him in, because I didn't think he was small enough to slide out...well I found out he was. His hands were gripping tightly to the bar that is in front as his body dragged the ground and his sweet little face barely overlooking the bar. I felt like the world's worst mommy (I'm sure everyone else in the store thought so as well)! I thought for sure someone would call the cops on me for abusing my baby. I felt sooo bad. I wish I had my camera at the time, but I didn't. So, I learned to always buckle my little munchkin and that my son has really strong arms!! :)