Thanks to the Presidents, we get a short week. But the real miracle in all of this is that the hub got the day off. I'm a simple person. If the majority of people get the holiday off, I naturally assume that he will as well. Oh how wrong I am most of the time. He tends to get the more obscure "Red headed stay at home moms with a scar" days off and things like that, but providence intervened and we were blessed to have him home today. What did we choose to do with this gift of time? Go to a movie? Have Rockwell-esque meal and play board games all day? Ride bikes while all looking fresh out of a Gap ad? No. We go with our ever growing children to the outlets to shop for, I don't know, clothes that fit like they should rather than like those on someone who is told to "Work it...own it..." on Hollywood Blvd. This will date me, but the last time I enjoyed shopping The Limited sold Outback Red brand clothes with the gorgeous red headed model straight from Out of Africa and Banana Republic had actual Safari clothes and a drawn catalog. So it's been a while...a long while. G tried on 2 pairs of jeans and I knew we were not going to be successful. It went from frustration to goofiness to dancing her signature "The Sprinkler" move in the dressing room. I was done in about ten minutes. Not good. Not good at all. We continued on this track for the next three hours. The boy found some new rompers that he claimed felt like he was "walking on pillows". Whatever gets it for you, son. The hub got some work clothes, the girls got some clothes for next fall/winter. We did find a Lego Star Wars shirt for next fall as well.
After a less than stellar meal(warm mayonnaise chicken salad is not my thing...at all), the kids had some putt-putt time. The boy was full throttle, G was all about stance and muscle and S was about mathematics and wind speed. The hub tried to get the boy to improve his form and I tried to keep said form out of the water features. What a load of exciting stress and craziness this day held. Still didn't find the elusive jeans, but a trip to Penney's will take care of that soon enough.
Hopefully next time the hub has a day off, clothes shopping will not be the highest priority. Maybe we can have a Rockwell day after all...with a little "Sprinkler" thrown in for good measure.
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