The Steaming Turd

My husband and I took our three kids to the mall the other day. We needed to buy a birthday present for a friend, so we thought we’d have some lunch, buy the gift and grab some groceries. After lunch, my husband wanted to go ogle in the Nespresso shop, so I said I’d take the kids to go get the birthday present and we’d meet there.

Along the way, we passed a brand new enormous American Girl store. My kids, six, three and three, don’t know American Girl but they certainly can recognize a toy st...