Now that the weather has turned bitterly cold and deep snow has limited our options we've been spending a lot of our free mornings at the Mall of America. It's close to us, there is ample parking (if you get there early) and there is mucho space for three year olds to run around. Some random notes: We usually park in the Arizona lot, which is denoted with a cactus. Relia desperately wants us to park one floor down on the 'pineapple lot' but the entrance there isn't very stroller friendly. Someday, I tell her, she will be the driver and then she can park on the pineapple lot. We use the double stroller and recently we've moved Felix into the front seat. He loves it! He can see stuff and smile at everyone. Good stuff. Presented without further comment: Relia refers to Victoria's Secret as 'the boob store'. On most trips we go and visit the fish. Carrie recently wrote about her trip to Underwater Adventures and she does a pretty good sales job....
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Or people who can't just pick a friggin' speed. It makes me crazy, especially stuck somewhere like on the interstate. He/she speeds past you and pulls into your lane, then slows down, so you're forced to pass, then they decide to speed up again and pass. Repeat ad nauseum.
People who cut in too soon after passing. My Dad always said you need to be able to see their headlights completely in your rearview mirror before pulling back in.
Wow...I'm kinda surprised Hans hasn't had about 204 things to add to this post!
People who live in St. Paul should have to prove they have a license...these people are the WORST drivers in the state.