This morning I took the kids shopping with me, one of the stops being the shoe store to find new shoes for Rowan (Converse All Stars are apparently hip, but painful). Though the morning started off well enough, the shopping excursion ended with more temper tantrums than I care to count, and Muriel screaming about 70% of the time.
My favorite tantrum happened right off the bat at the shoe store because I wouldn't buy Rowan the "pink shoes with sprinkles" (otherwise known as glitter).
We ended up with the pair pictured below.
In other noteworthy events of the day, Amanda has joined the ranks of people who come to Switzerland, find themselves sucked into the Twilight series, and are completely mystified as to why. Aren't we all?