With a day off of work + school and no plans, we headed to the Cities for the boys’ inaugural trip to the Mall of America. I’m not sure they fully appreciated the magnitude. They’ve only been to a regular mall about three times in their lives, but they did have fun at Legoland. We spent about 45 minutes studying every set they have on display. Then, when it came time to select something (we’re not going to force them to walk away empty-handed after all), they wanted to find Pokemon cards. Are you kidding me?!?
So we found Pokemon cards and they were as happy as they could be. I don’t understand kids.