Tonight we ventured to Rock Bottom Brewery at the request of our two sons (it was the highlight of Nana and Pop's visit last week and they wanted to return). The boys were able make their own pizzas and Marshall and I got to have happy hour drinks (and reminisce about our first ever trip to Rock Bottom Brewery over 11 years ago).
Marshall left to meet friends and I decided to take the boys to the mall to make a couple returns. And yup, now I know why I love online shopping and only go to Target. After having T-man fall in the parking lot, using the opportunity to teach my eldest a lesson about listening to his Mom (he chose not to bring a coat), having to give the kids a lesson on not making fun of people (there was a very obese man at the mall), and having my eldest not make it to the bathroom in time, I have a feeling that future trips to the mall will be few and far between. And yet, we had a good time. We got cookies. We checked out the fountain. I got time with my boys, and we jammed out to the song "Dynamite" on the way home. It wasn't the most productive trip, but after a week of being at work, hanging out with two of my favorite guys in the world, even at the mall, is alright.
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