It wouldn't be a trip to the lower 48 without an obligatory Costco run, of course.
I mean, twist my arm, gee darn I have to go to Costco and find all the amazing gigantic food things and all their comfy clothes and all their awesomeness. The boys found some demo armchairs and spent an hour sitting there while Grandma and I shopped for all. The. Things.
I may or may not have walked away with an entire Mickey Mouse Christmas village.
We're going to have to buy another tote for this trip.
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