I Hope I'm Pleasantly Surprised...

Tomorrow we will venture out with three hyper little girls and one full-of-attitude little boy for all of our very first foray into the American Girl Store.  I can see this going two ways: one, they will be very well-mannered and behave themselves the entire time.  Or two, they will be overtired from tonight's sleepover and be crabby, whiny, and disobedient. My money's on #1, but you never know.

What I'm more worried about is what kind of constituency we're going to find in the store. Now, because I can't afford (nor would I pay) $95 straight-out for a doll, Bailey was required to come up with half the money for the doll on her own. Which she did - and I'm proud of her! She did chores, dog & cat-sat for the neighbors, and asked for an AG gift certificate for one of her Christmas gifts. She's been working on this for months, and she not only has money for half the doll, she has enough extra money for a couple of outfits as well. Now, I know that plenty of parents buy their girls numerous American Girl dolls and that those girls are not spoiled, but part of me has to wonder how many Veruca Salts will be there, screaming "I want that! And that, and that, and THAT!" I might be way off there, but I'll be curious to see what it'll be like. Of course, Veruca probably got all the American Girl stuff she wanted for Christmas, so Mr. & Mrs. Salt have likely been & gone. In that case, if it's just the poor people like us hanging around, we'll be ok.  If not, I guess I'll have an interesting story to tell tomorrow.

One thing that guarantees to be good is that prior to going to the Mall of America, we'll be stopping for breakfast at IHOP. Can't go wrong there!