We are headed for the mall an hour away to exchange some gifts we received a few months ago.
Really we are going because Pequita is hypersensitive and crying at the drop of a hat for no apparent reason, and Monito has a horrible cold that I am afraid will turn into asthma again and is miserable and wants to be held all the time. An hours nap up, some playing with toys and being overstimulated by passers by in the mall, then an hours ride home sounds like just the ticket to me. I'll listen to my Pema Chodron cd all the way there and back and will be in such a state of zen that I won't even recognize myself. One can hope.