I took my niece shopping today.
Really this is all I feel like saying. I spent six hours at the mall, and all we left with were two pair of jeans, one tee-shirt, and one hoodie/sweatshirt. The dang girl is too picky. She didn’t like the wash of these jeans and those have brown embroidery on the pocket. That polo has a white collar and those sweaters are too hot. I swear that child about drove me crazy. There is a reason my sister enlisted me to take my niece shopping – she is absolutely impossible.
Frankly, I’m too tired to type anything remotely intelligent. So I think I’ll just say goodnight.
