We stopped by "mommy's store" (Anthropologie) today.
My daddy and I found a quiet spot and waited for her until she's done browsing and shopping.
I found an old typwriter and started typing. Now I'm buggin' my parents to get me one.
Huh? What are you laughing at?
Daddy found a book titled "Parisian Chic".
Now he has a little bit better understanding of what this store is about.
Mommy got four more latte bowls to add to her collection.
Because I guess we don't have enough for the three of us.