Quinn likes to go on errands with daddy. All I have to do is announce that we're going to the store, and he'll dash off to his room to get ready.
"Getting ready" entails grabbing a big armful of stuffed critters off the bed, and then waiting at the front door for daddy to catch up. Leaving the house without his fuzzy pals is unthinkable. There have been days where he's been content with just one or two of them in addition to the ever-present Schmusetuch, but on most days his stuffed posse needs to be at least three strong.
And don't think he'll leave them in the car once we're at our destination...they all have to ride in the shopping cart with him.
Here he is, ready to roll with his pals.