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So...not so much new info to share. I did have the wonderful experience of having Norah dump her entire bottle of Chocolate Milk from neck to foot in the middle of the food court at the mall. I think it was a ploy to get a new pink outfit from the Children's Place. (The six she got on Saturday were not enough.) The high for today was -500 so taking her home in wet clothes was not an option. Someone said, "You now know what your wife goes through everyday." I replied, thinking myself clever, "She hasn't ever had that happen." The response was, "Well, of course she hasn't she knows how to prevent it from happening." Let's just say I ate my humongous slice of Humble Pie with a big fat glass of milk.

P.S. I couldn't resist the picture of Tate. He feel asleep with the hat on. We all were that zonked. Now, imagine how Missy felt.