The Morning So Far

crowding malls

She snuck into her daughter's room, carefully stepping over her clothing, shoes and accessories, scattered all over her floor. She could barely make it inside because it looked like a hurricane had attacked the room. She tried not to trip, holding on to the sides of the door to steady herself. "Honey," she said, "you wanted me to take you shopping today, wake up." Her daughter rolled over and muttered "5 more minutes…" An hour and a half later her daughter was finally ready to go. They drove 45 minutes, missing two exits and wound up in the midst of The Labor Day Sale; shoppers everywhere, even more chaotic than her daughter's room. Her daughter was thrilled, she was exhausted.

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