Linus Day (part 1)

Finally, poor Linus got his turn. He’d been waiting and waaaaaiting and life isn’t fair and why does he always have to go last? I reminded him that he was the first pulled from my uterus, but he didn’t think that was funny.

We hit the mall first, where there’s a Payless. Shoes first!

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He knew exactly what he wanted, we were in and out in five minutes. I thought, this is going to go way faster than the other two!

The skies were black when we left the house, and while we were in the mall it started pouring. So we hit the salon in the mall for a haircut. I forgot to get a before, but here’s one from yesterday morning to give you an idea:

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He looked so cute in the chair, but I was sure he’d lose an ear because every time it thundered, he’d twitch.

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After. Still kind of a mess because of his cowlicks. But still adorable, right?

Dinner next! And so many choices at the mall food court! Ha! So fancy. He had chick-fil-a, while I got to have mall Chinese, my favorite! Bad mom, no pics of our fancy meal.

It was still storming like crazy, so we went to Dillard’s so I could get a wedding gift for a friend. Even got it wrapped all fancy since we couldn’t leave the mall.

Eventually made a mad dash for the car while it was still pouring, and we got soaked to the bone (see top pic for evidence.) There was no way I was going to drive all the way to Toys R Us in that weather – the roads to our neighborhood flood in storms like this – so I told him we’d have to wait for another day. He just wanted to get out of the storm, so he was okay with it.

So I’ll get two trips with Linus, lucky me. đŸ™‚

 

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