The Mall

Our second home is the mall. My husband is rolling his eyes at that statement. But he knows it's true. Sometimes I go just to give the girls something to do. We hit the Disney Store--that's where we get the crowns and usually some sort of craft or video presentation. We hit Nordstrom shoe department--that's where we get the balloons. We hit the play area--that's where we get germs. And tears. But they BEG to go. What's a mom to do??

That is a big bruise on Caroline's cheek. She rammed right into her play table. Hard.