I went for my well woman exam on Monday. I had to shave for real, not just the winter leg shave. Usually I just shave my calves during the winter cause I'm lazy and Brian doesn't care. But I had to do the whole freaking leg!! (and then throw away the poor, broken razor). I found out I am an old lady who needs to have a mammogram, and really there is only one thing to do with news like that, go shopping. But I'm cheap, so....
Afterwards, we went digging for buried treasures, ancient mayan treasure, at the Dollar Store. Brian would prefer it if I never ever stepped foot in a dollar store again, he can't fathom how I can go and spend twenty dollars there. It is mostly crap and while I see his point, he doesn't understand... The children have threatened to resort to guerrilla tactics if I cut them off, and that is not a civil war I want to fight.
John got these nifty silver bracers, real silver I'm sure. He explained to the cashier that he needed them to fight bad guys (notice the badge he is wearing). Silver is better at fighting bad guys apparently. I think he has been reading werewolf books behind my back. The cashier thought he was a RIOT and asked him to come home and defend her too. He said he was busy, "he has lot of girls, they are alot of work". From the mouths of babes.... I think his daddy would agree.
Emma got a full princess ensemble, including really, really garish metallic teal nails that stick on and are at least three inches long. I would only buy this at the dollar store. I am crossing my fingers and toes that this isn't a sign of things to come. It will take extra doses of Gamma Rays for my dear sweet Emma to hulk out and look natural with those. She also got a yo yo that broke halfway home.
Chloe always chooses the most interesting things. First she chose the pom poms when she went to the dollar store with my mom. But then she said "they weren't as fun as I thought they would be" so she choose an easter egg full of spinning tops.