In Which Patrick Runs Amok

Last night, Patrick and I made our way to Babies R Us to start our baby registry.  We had already started an Amazon registry, one that we kept private until just recently when we made it available for public viewing.  You can find links to both registries in the box to the left right.

I initially started the Amazon registry a few weeks after we found out we were expecting, adding basic essentials.  Sunday, Patrick sat on the couch for a few hours, adding item upon item of things he'd researched or things that Amazon offered up as suggestions.  The same phenomena occurred when we were registering for our wedding.  He was nonchalant until he actually started looking at things.  Then he went hog wild.  With the gun in his hand, he disappears from me for minutes at a time, returning with a goofy grin on his face.

At Babies R Us, this was no different.  He claimed the gun for his own, showing me crib sets he liked, toys, clothes, car seats, and bouncy seats.  I love this.  I know what a wonderfully spectacular father he is going to be, just because of the way he talks about our baby and how involved he wants to be in EVERYTHING to do with our baby.

And then... he disappeared last night and came back with that grin.  He wouldn't tell me what he added, but later on, checking our registry, I found this:

I think I should get him a treat for being such an amazing provider, husband, friend, and father.  Flying helicopter will most likely do.