Shopping for Dad

It was time to run my errands ALONE.  I love it when I get the chance to do this, because it's so rare.

But with Megan off swimming at a friend's house, Amanda asked if she could go with me. I tried to deter her by listing the many places I needed to go, but she just shrugged and said she'd go get ready.

Alrighty.

One of our errands was to purchase new t-shirts for Henry.  So after the first 2 stops ...

Amanda:  Where are we going now?

Me:  To buy t-shirts for Dad.

Amanda:  Will we get to go on the escalator?

Me:  Yes. Unless they've changed things, men's clothing is on the 2nd floor.

We arrive and walk into the store. A store I haven't been to in at least 6-8 months, because it's at THE MALL, and I absolutely hate shopping at THE MALL.

As soon as we were in, I noticed a rack full of shirts for $5.

Me:  Hold on, Amanda. These are only $5, let me take a quick look.

Amanda:  I thought we were shopping for DAD.

Me:  We are.

So I scanned that rack, and the sales rack next to that, and found 2 shirts I wanted to try on.



Me:  Do you see the fitting room anywhere?

Amanda:  No, but why are you trying those on when we're shopping for DAD?

Me:  Because they're only $5.

We found the fitting room. I tried them on, and was disappointed. So we headed for the escalator, only to find a couple more tops on the way that might work for me.

Me:  I'm gonna' try these on real quick, and then we'll head upstairs.

Amanda:  And THEN we'll shop for DAD like you SAID we were going to?

Me:  Amanda, we ARE shopping for Dad.

Why is this such a hard concept to understand?!