Friday, September 23, 2005

Hide and Seek



Now that my son is walking like a madman I have to keep my eye on him ALL the time. That makes my shopping excursions somewhat tricky. How do I watch my little one and still shop at the same time? If you readers have any suggestions please let me know! But otherwise I just might try this Child Locator from Target.com. This adorable Bear wireless locator attaches to your child’s shoe or belt. You keep the keychain transmitter and if your child wanders more than 150 feet a high decibel chirping noise is emitted. You can also activate the alert using the transmitter if your youngster decides to play a game of hide-and-seek without telling you. The Child Locator comes in brown and pink, pink for girls I assume and can be bought at Target.com.





9 Comments:


  • I might get that to put on my husband when we go shopping.


    By Blogger Peeved Michelle, on Friday, September 23, 2005  



  • shoot. my kid stays strapped into that cart at all times! he'll be two in October, and only just now have i even started letting him walk into the store on his own...not on purpose, just because he's yet to become too heavy for me to carry (so i didn't even think to put him down).

    funny though, i had JUST read about this product on the target site and then thought "wonder what the girls over at STT are talking about today"...and whaddayaknow, it was the little tracker bear!


    By Blogger krysten, on Friday, September 23, 2005  



  • Michelle that's hilarious! ... Krysten I put my son in the cart but his threshold is for about 30 minutes then he wants out NOW! :)


    By Blogger RedHotShopper, on Friday, September 23, 2005  



  • My three-year-old goes in the cart too. Sometimes I bribe her with a lollipop -- that usually buys me another 15 minutes of shopping time. I never let her walk on her own in a place like Target, but I am beginning to realize that I will need to do that soon as she is getting big for that cart seat.


    By Blogger ZoesMom, on Friday, September 23, 2005  



  • hmmmm, yeah my little one is usually pretty content in the cart seat...but i usually let him bring in his cup and a toy or two to keep him occupied. once he's tired of that, he usually begins striking up conversations with anyone that happens to pass by, haha!

    what do you guys think of those "baby leashes" they have out...the ones where the kid stays attached to you by a stretchy coil thats velcroed to their wrist? i used to scoff at women i saw with their kids on "leashes", thinking to myself "what? are you too lazy to even take charge over your kid...you have to have a LEASH?". of course this was when i was young and childless (and shoot, before i was even married, haha!), and NOW.....wellllll, it doesnt seem like such bad idea anymore!


    By Blogger krysten, on Friday, September 23, 2005  



  • My Dad always teases me about that but I don't think I could bring myself to get one. I'm scared I might mix up the one I use for the dog with the one for the child. ;) Just kidding.


    By Blogger RedHotShopper, on Friday, September 23, 2005  



  • Actually, so-called "leading strings" were a regular part of Colonial American children's clothes, sewn right on to the garments. I guess leashes wouldn't have looked strange to the colonists. They sure do look odd now, though!


    By Blogger Mary, on Sunday, September 25, 2005  



  • My son is 2 and has no idea he can walk inside a store because I just never let him do it - I know the minute he realizes that he can walk instead of redcart, I'll never hear the end of it. So it's just better that he be ignorant of the walkin-in-the-store-freedom. It's alot like how he doesn't know where the ice cream comes from because I won't open the freezer and take it out in front of him. The minute he knows that ice cream comes from the freezer...he'll be building a lego stairway to it.


    By Anonymous Renee, on Thursday, September 29, 2005  



  • My gurl decided to play hide-n-seek in the clothing racks when she was 3. Gawd, that was the worst 15 minutes of my life. Fortunately, after frantically searching the entire store (Target, natch), two young boys (about 8 and 11) brought her over to me. She was crying hysterically and I was crying hysterically. Man, I wish I had one of those then. From that day on, whenever I need to go shopping, her daddy gets to do the babysitting. I plan on milking that until she is at least 25. :)

    -D.


    By Blogger MonkeyGurrrrrl, on Thursday, September 29, 2005  


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