Mall rat.

Last night was our first trip to the mall; we met Kathy, Scott and the monkeys at California Pizza Company for dinner. They do not allow strollers in the main portion of the restaurant, so we had to park it in their stroller "parking lot". I proudly pushed our Fisher Price Rolls Royce up next to the other Pacers, Dusters, and Novas already there. We are so cutting edge its not even funny. I guarantee all those east end soccer moms left the restaurant and headed to Baby's R Us right away to upgrade their crappy Evenflows. We are the Joneses.

Maureen was a champ through this new experience, in other words, she slept right through it. Kristin surprised the heck out of me as we went to Sears after dinner and we purchased a new 10" miter saw with a laser guide as a belated birthday present. With this new power tool in my hands, nothing will stop me now, except for a severed finger or two.

Last night brought a stressful mess we wont go into right now. It just amazes me what a little baby can produce to thoroughly disgust a grown man. We made it through just fine though.