Party Time

My daughter went to a birthday party today. Which, for the parent, is really just a bunch of errands. Unfortunately, the unwritten rule is: you come to mine and I’ll come to yours. So if you want your own kid’s party to have guests, you have to pay the piper.  

So I load my daughter and sons in the car and head to the bookstore for the gift card gift; the best shopping invention ever. I drive 25 minutes. I fortify my spine to not allow my two year old out of the stroller and in the Thomas the Train section which always ends in tears. I’m assuming Barnes and Noble is trying to help. They aren’t.

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