Yesterday I sprained something in my back...but True had told me he wanted to take Miss C to the mall to have her 'Build-a-Bear'.

...more like Build a Hell...

First she couldn't decide which animal to pick....a turtle, a dinosaur, a puppy, a cat...

She finally settled on a Bunny...

We stood like like for what it seemed like a whole hour....a whole hour in pure Hell...children running around....lil' clothes everywhere....accesories...Miss C picking out stuff for her bunny...

Let me explain...

Once you pick out the animal...you have to wait in line to get it stuffed...then pick out clothes, shoes...and register it so you can have a birth certificate...they even sing Happy B-day to the animal...

So..we are there in the line waiting for a heart and stuffing...and parents were coming along the sides and cutting the line...!!

Parents started complaining, arguing....just pure hell...

But let me tell ya'...parents who cut the lines deserve to be banned...they deserve capital punishment.

Arses.

So....we get to the stuffing..they make Miss C kiss the heart...stuff it...hug it, kiss it, name it..just a little silly ritual before they seal up the animal.

The floppy eared bunny was named Jen.

Don't ask.

So after the stuffing...she picks out some jeans, a pony t-shirt, shoes, a purse, glasses....

We didn't get to register it, because that other line was hell...we have to come ANOTHER day in order to receive it's birth certificate...

So....after another 20 more minutes we were out the door...

I AM NEVER GOING BACK ON A WEEKEND.
MAY MY BRAIN BE EXTRACTED FROM MY NOSE WITH A HANGER IF I DARE TO VENTURE TO SATAN'S SHOP ON A WEEKEND.

Miss C, on the other hand was thrilled....

JEN JEN JEN..

"Jen is my friend, Jen is tired, Jen is hungry...Can Jen go to school?? Can Jen take a bath? Can Jen sleep with me??"


And it's true...True spent a crapload on that bunny...$52.00 to exact...

But to see Miss C hugging Jen while she slept, was well worth the afternoon in hell.

we parents are sure suckas!