Today we bought Charles-Winston this "big boy" car seat. He hates it. We got this one because it has cup holders, he puts his feet in them like stirrups. I also suspect that he disagrees with the red upholstery.
He fell asleep in the grocery cart while eating a potato wedge while I was scrutinizing Wal-Mart's ice cream section today, as well. After I'd made my selection, I faced him once again and realized he had fallen asleep. He was face down; his potato wedge was crushed and smeared across his face. I turned him over and he slept through me accidentally ramming the cart into several display aisles.
A lot of old folks live in our area, so they all "oooh"'d and "awwww"'d at the sight of him sleeping so peacefully. The cashier at the "20 items or less" checkout stand even remarked on how angel-like he appeared, and I responded "Don't be fooled, Wal-Mart associate, he's more of a devil". She seemed highly offended, but it wasn't a problem because my transaction was over at that point. 
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