We spent over an hour there, oohing and aahing over all the cool Lego collections--this one was my favorite--It's the Green Grocer--how cute is that?? If I had somewhere to put it, I might be tempted to buy it "for the kids" and put it together myself. There were so many neat building collections, outside of the regular pirates and castles, which are my boys' favorites. There's a dollhouse, and programmable robot, and even architectural collections for seriously smart people. On top of that, they have keychains with little Lego figures (Yoda in a suit made me laugh out loud.), cake pans, and even Lego-shaped popsicle molds. We had so much fun, and I was able to get Grayson's birthday present without him even noticing, he was so engrossed in building an army of Lego people from the swine flu-infested bins. Just kidding about the swine flu. Ignore me; here in Texas we're all a little paranoid. You don't need to worry about us, though; Addie carried her hand sanitizer along for the trip. And then offered it to every patron of the store, which is very cute and not at all offensive when you're 3 and wear gypsy skirts with flip flops. She can get away with a lot right now.
At some point while I was sneaking around the mall with the large yellow Lego bags, hurrying them off to the car while the boys were oblivious, I inhaled the scent of the mall--you know that scent, the one that's a combo of Starbucks and Pottery Barn and Bath & Body Works and Dillards--and I realized I haven't stepped foot inside a mall since before Christmas. I seriously wanted to go inside every one of my favorite stores and lay down the debit card, in surrender, and buy everything in reach, it smelled so good.
Instead, I settled for a Toll House cookie and Diet Coke. It's all about baby steps, you know.
But I wanted to give in, simply because the mall smelled so tempting and was completely uncrowded, being almost closing time, and the costumes at the Disney store were so precious, and have you seen the new collections at Pottery Barn Kids? I was ready to forget all about self-control and budgets and all that, and just give in. But I merely munched on my cookie and realized it's a very good thing I only go to the mall twice a year. Five more minutes in there, and I could've been in trouble.
Happy, good-smelling, shopping bag trouble maybe, but trouble nonetheless.
If I do go back, though, I might be powerless to resist this, the Corner Cafe:
Oh, I'm just kidding. But I was tempted. Mall planning people, you have done your job well.