“. . . Hell has officially frozen over.”
No, not because we started our Memorial Day by eating breakfast at the Dream Cafe–sharing a Monte Cristo sandwich and cloud cakes like we always do.
Or because we then met Lisa at Grapevine Mills Mall and caught a matinee of “Night at the Museum 2.” Although, actually going to see a full-price, new release movie is, indeed, a rarity for our family.
And nothing had frozen over yet when we went to the Bass Pro Shop so that the girls could see the fish; however, Lisa did scare the bejeebers out of Ariana while she was looking at a big FAKE shark . . . came up behind her, shouted “boo,” and Guppy screamed like she’d just been attacked by Jaws.
But after we left the Bass Pro Shop, the temperature started to drop as we headed east on highway 635 toward the Galleria. We nearly had to turn on the heater as we parked in the “Purple” parking garage. And then it happened. BT entered the American Girl Boutique and Bistro and he started to shiver and shake . . . but not with excitement. I am so proud of my BT for getting in touch with his “feminine side.” He did say that if Baby Tad ever has “issues,” it can all be traced back to that fateful day.
I was dying to take some pictures to memorialize the event, but I was afraid that something might mysteriously happen to my precious camera in the middle of the night if I did. BT doesn’t get mad, but he does get even.
