Andy and Target

I think my love for Target is well-documented.  What you may not know, though, is that Andy loves it just as much as I do.  It's kind of our happy place, right up there with Lowe's and any place selling sushi.

 

A prime example of my husband's love for Target--last night we went to Target to start our baby registry (which was sort of a blast, by the way--a lot more fun and less stressful than wedding registering..more on this later) and get some new toys for Oliver (more about this later too).  Andy walked into the Target, and breathed in deeply.  He looked over at me, and said, "I love the smell of Target.  It's comforting.  I feel like I could be somewhere foreign or new, and walk inside a Target, and feel like I'm at home, or at least know my surroundings."

 

Can I even tell you how happy that made me?  Because I kind of feel the same way.