Department of Dubious Achievements

In other news, our baby has somehow (meaning, on her own, without purposeful parental aid) learned to recognize Target by sight, and to proclaim, "Target!" when she sees the familiar tan and red, just to prove it to you. She did this for the first time over a month ago, when we were driving past the Target store in our little town (not even on our way to Target, just passing by. Maybe she was trying to tell us to stop and snag some economy-sized bales of 80 diapers?). Since then she has also pulled the Target ad out of the Sunday newspaper and stated, "Target" while waving it around, and the other day she found a stray receipt on the floor, held it up, and (correctly) told me, "Target." She even knows what Target is for: The other day when I was lamenting to her that we still don't have any toddler rain boots for her to wear (her latest obsession), and that I would have to go shopping for some, she helpfully suggested, "Target." Ah. Sucked into modern American consumerism already. I wonder if it has anything to do with the five hundred or so trips to Target we seem to make every month??? Baby probably thinks Target is her second home.